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Couples: Hikaru/Otto/Kaoru

Haruhi/Otto - Friendship

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Chapter 3

The Illness Of The Princess

Otto De Angelo was lost...

...Again.

He walked back and forth through the halls.

Otto's eyes skittering side to side. He looked at the signs hanging above the many doors.

Why were the signs pink?

Why is everything pink in this goddamn school?

With a frustrated groan, he kicks wildly at the small fancy bins around.

Otto panted. He watched as the bin bounced and spilled rubbish out across the shiny crystal floor.

'It's my second day! I can't skip it like yesterday!' he thought.

Otto looked at the clock on his cheap mobile phone. The glowing limes green numbers beam up at him. He still had ten minutes before lessons start, and Otto was determined to be there!

Otto straightened himself and began searching for his classroom. He frowned even deeper. He looked down at the map he had been given the day before, and shook his head furiously.

He screwed the paper up.

"It's useless. I don't understand half of the words on here." He murmured to himself.

Otto threw it into a nearby bin with a frustrated hiss. Otto found himself kicking another bin. He flinched as the mental bin hit the ground with a gentle thud, spilling out everything it had been carrying.

"You know, it's a crime to abuse bins in Ouran Academy."

Otto felt himself jolt in surprise.

He had not expected anybody to talk to him. There were a few other students around him, but they eventually ran off before he could even ask them where the classroom is. He felt his skin prickles all over, and he felt his hair stand on ends.

He felt startled.

Otto twisted around with his arms locked at his side. He was expecting to meet the disproving gaze of a teacher...of a Sensei, and not a pair of identical troublemakers.

Otto stepped back and peered at the bins behind him.

The boy's green eyes flashed. He took in the mess he has made.

"Um. It's not really against the rules…is it?" he asked with a low stutter.

Otto quickly turned around and began to clean the rubbish away. He throw the paper back into the bin.

He didn't want to be in trouble on his second day. He counted his lucky stars that he wasn't ground or anything for skipping his first day.

He could only imagine what his parents would do if he had broken one of Ouran's very-very little rules.

"You're way too trusting."

One of the red haired boys laughed.

Both crouched down on either sides of Otto. They started to help him clean away the rubbish.

It set his cheeks on fire. Otto couldn't help but feel thankful to have them help him.

The bin was pretty large and held a lot of rubbish. It sent way to much rubbish across the clear floor.

Otto glanced at the twin that had spoken to him; he couldn't help but notice the orange haired boy's voice was firm and deep. It was a nice contradiction to his brother's much softer and gentler tone of voice.

The other twin smiles kindly, and nudged Otto in his side.

This caused Otto to jolt with a small hum.

"So what did the bin do to you?" he questioned softly.

The boy's golden eyes sparkling in pure amusement.

Otto found his face paling. His eyes growing wide in realization, they had caught him kicking the bin and it was pretty embarrassing...Otto felt horrified that he had been caught doing something so childish.

"Um. I'm lost…again." Otto forced out.

Otto frowned even deeper. The twin chuckled at him once again.

Otto somewhat gracefully stood, and dusted his hands off.

Honestly, he was expecting the twins not to help but walk pass – completely ignoring him.

...They had helped him, and it made him smile shyly.

"Trying to find your class?"

"What class are you in?"

Otto blinks once and then twice. He felt slightly dizzy as he heard their voices merge into one, and speak together.

They asked questions that made him shiver a little. He forces a strain smile, and gently scratches at the back of his head. His nose twitching.

"Um. 1-A. But I have no idea where it is. Perduto!" he sighed deeply.

He shrugged his shoulders. He held his hands up.

The twins shared a declivous look. Their sparkling golden eyes flickered. Lips formed matching smirks.

"Ah! We know exactly where it is! Trust us!" they spoke.

'Trust them? I'm not sure if I even trust my cat that much…' Otto thought to himself.

Otto's eyebrows raised to his sandy blonde hairline. His lips crush together, and twitch as he stares back at the twins. He felt as if they're up to something, but like always it went over his head.

Otto completely overlooked the pure cunning and amused expression upon the twin's faces.

His green eyes widen, and his shoulders stiffen when the twins swiftly circled him. Much like a pair of lions eyeing their delicious prey. It made him uneasy. Did he trust them?

Maybe, one day he will but right now. Nope.

"C-Checosa?" Otto forced out nervously.

He eyed both boys up with confusion.

What could they possibly want from him?

He blinks once and then twice, before what they said sunk in fully.

"Ah. You know where Class 1-A is? Can you show me, please?" he all, but begged.

Hikaru and Kaoru shared a smirk. They moved around Otto.

Said blonde haired boy felt his body jolt as one of the twins crossed his left arm over his shoulder and crossed his legs – leaning against Otto's side.

The other twin turned and leant against his other side. He placing his right arm around Otto's arm.

"We'll show you."

"We're more than happy to show you, Otto."

Otto's face burned redder, and he gulps. His body becomes stiff and he could feel both twins.

They're so close to him, too close to him and he really wasn't enjoying how the twins were speaking to him.

Whispering the words into his ears.

The heat in his face grows more and more.

He wouldn't be surprised if steam was coming from his hot face.

Otto had no idea how to act in a situation like this.

The embarrassment became too much, and he tried to step forward, only to feel his foot crush against the ground. The front part of his midnight shoe twist forward underneath his foot.

Emerald eyes sprung wide, and Otto let out yelp as he felt his body flip forward.

Otto clenches his eyes shut as he fell. His arms stretched out above him and landing face first with a soft thud. He makes a soft grunt and sighs to himself.

Silence.

Not even a single voice filled the corridor.

It was completely quiet, and Otto could only hear his heart pounding in his head.

He was worried that it was so loud that the twins might be able to hear it.

He was beyond horrified, and whined softly to himself. Just as he felt like everything around him was beginning to crash, ripped apart.

"Oh! You're a hero alright!" The familiar voice chuckles.

Otto felt a hand carefully take his shoulder. Helping him sit up fully.

Otto blinks owlishly, and pouts. He clocked his head side to side in confusion. What was happening?

"Ot-to! You're so clumsy." The other twin said softly.

He helped Otto to his feet.

"This is the second time you've tripped in front of us." Both twins said.

They had their hands on their hips. They smiled widely down at him. Lips twitching into a smirk, golden eyes sparkling cunningly at him.

Otto lets out a soft sigh. Otto's head flopping forward and scratched at the back of his head.

"Imbarazzante…I'm a very clumsy person." He admitted with soft snort.

Honestly, it is nothing.

He had even tripped over and fell down stone steps before.

It was a wonder why he had never seriously hurt himself.

He has, however, broken bones many times over.

Otto had been in all kinds of accidents.

"You should be more careful."

"We don't want you to hurt yourself."

Otto nervously laughed. He shovelled away from the twins with a dry lump forming in his throat. He swallowed it and winced a little. He forced a smile upon his face. His nose twitched.

"U-Um. I don't want to be late…" he mumbled slowly.

Otto shyly looking off to the side. "Not after missing my first day…"

"Right! Of course!" one twin spoke.

He stepping up to Otto's side. He sent a look to his brother, who quickly grabbed ahold of Otto's other arm. Both twins locking the poor sandy boy between them, leaving him no room to make an escape.

"We'll show you the way right now!"

Otto pouted a little. He glanced between the twins. He felt he should trust their direction. The both of them have been at Ouran High School much longer then he had.

Otto had only been here for one day really. Sure, it had been a very surprising day but Otto would feel so much better if he was able to attend at least one lesson this week!

But!

He felt like the two was keeping something from him. That Hikaru and Kaoru was keeping something from him.

What's he supposed to do?

Otto could only mutely nod to the pair.

Whatever it was they're hiding, there was only one way to find out what it is.

Otto allowed himself to be whisked away by the pair. He wondered briefly he would ever regret allowing the two to do this.

(He had no idea they wouldn't leave him alone from that day on – so in a way, he should regret it.)

At first, Otto tried to pay attention to the direction he was being dragged through. He tried desperately to memorize every classroom or signs he passes until he began to feel a sense of déjà vu.

The rooms they began to pass were familiar, and his eyebrows pulled together. 'Just where are we going?'

"Wait a minute!" Otto cried out in retaliation.

He realized just where he was being brought to. He tried to kick his legs out to stop them both the foxy haired twins were so much taller than him. Both had long legs that he was basically off the ground with his legs hanging out below him.

"Fermare questo momento! I said stop!" Otto squealed out.

He panted when the twins slide to a stop. He pants so deeply that his throat burned, and he wheezed loudly. His skin slightly sweaty now.

"I have to go to class! Not the-the H-Host C-Club." He forced out with glowing cheeks.

Otto stares up at the door, eyeing the hanging sign above it and sniffled softly. He jolted, and let out a soft yelp when hands gently took his chin and his attention was directed upward to look at one of the twins.

"Didn't you get the letter? Otto?" The taller boy questioned.

The boy's gentle and soft-toned voice filling Otto's ears.

Otto's eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

Letter?

What letter could he be speaking about?

"Sensei was sick today. So we got the day off. Everyone should have got a hand written letter of apology." He continued.

Otto felt his jaw drop in complete shock. What did he just say? A hand written letter? Really? He felt beyond blown away.

His brother bites out a soft chuckle. He leant fully against Otto. His golden orbs shimmers as he stares down at Otto with a sly glint within his orbs. His lips pulls into a large smirk, and leans close to the small Italian male.

"And Boss wants you to be present at club today. So either you go with us willingly or we will have to go for a much more fun direction." He smirked down at Otto.

Otto flushed and slowly ducked his head feeling horrified once again. What does he mean by fun?

He pressed his lips together. Otto puffed his cheeks out. There was really nowhere he could go, if he really did want to escape.

He would be captured within a few seconds, as he is a very clumsy person and not just that either.

The twins would have grabbed ahold of him in less than a minute, and Otto was a little scared to find out what this fun direction would be.

Otto eventually stubbornly nodded his consent.

Both orange haired boys hummed loudly. Their lips twirling into familiar smirks and they both gently pats him on both shoulders.

"Besides, if you're that worried about lessons. We could help you catch up."

They began, both mirroring one another and shoving a hand into their pocket while waving their other hand in the air. Walked towards the door.

"We're in the same class, after all~"

Otto froze, he made a low yelp that rips from the back of his throat. He felt a little dizzy at just what he heard.

"W-What! You're in my class?!" he gasped out.

He rushed after the pair and his heart started up as he stepped through the doors which they had held open to him. A large heart pounding smirk upon their faces.

"Of course. We're at the top of our year. We have to be." They purred, and it just made Otto dizzy.

When he stepped through the door, he was expecting to find the room filled with something...anything like yesterday.

Otto was greatly shocked to find it completely empty. Nothing in sight. Just a normal classroom. Gently pink crystal floor, with matching walls and a row of large clear windows that was slightly open and letting in a nice cool breeze.

A few lush red and golden framed coaches around.

"Ottie-chan!" squealed a bubbly voice.

Otto barely had any time to catch the flying golden haired boy.

Honey held tightly onto Otto much like a monkey, arms looped tightly around his shoulders. He forced Otto to spin once on the balls of his feet.

"Ottie-chan! Ottie-chan! Ottie-chan! I missed you so much!" Honey laughed gleefully.

He leaped backward, but still clenching Otto's elbows. His honey eyes sparkling up at him with a biggest smile he had ever seen.

"I'm so happy to see you! Will you eat cake with me today?"

Otto blinks once, then twice, feeling pretty dizzy with the smaller male. Even in his school uniform. Otto noticed he looked adorable and he could understand why so many girls liked him.

"O-Oh. Honey-Senpai. You saw me yesterday." He says with a gentle smile.

He reminded himself that the sun-kissed boy was older than him and not younger. He didn't want to insult him by speaking in that voice one would when speaking to a young child.

"I know. But I missed you so much! Usa-chan missed you too, right Usa-chan!" Honey says gleefully.

Honey held his pink bunny out. He made its arms wiggle up and down.

Otto felt a little confused and amazed to see the pink bunny. Just where had Honey been hiding that thing? It's rather large.

"O-Oh. Well, I missed you too…Usa-chan." Otto breathes out.

Otto smiled kindly. His smile brought out the massive bandage on his cheek. Otto gently pats Honey on the head.

Otto flushes even redder when Honey laughs sugary at him.

He found himself being ripped off the ground. His legs swung about as long arms looped around him, and his face crushed into somebody's chest. His eyes clenched shut, wincing as he found his face smothered against a familiar blazer.

Otto let out a soundless gasp as he was spun around furiously.

"You're so cute~" a familiar voice shrieked out around him.

The voice made his ears ring. His heart skipped a beat in his chest.

"Senpai! I can't breathe!" Otto cried out.

With as much strength as possible, Otto shoved against the so-called 'Boss' of the Host Club.

He pushed away from Tamaki, and let out a deep breath. Tamaki released him. Only for a second before Otto was pulled back into an overbearing hug, and crushing his much smaller body into his.

"It'll be no good if you kill him, Boss." The twins said together.

They shrugged their shoulders and swinging their arms up. They stood next to each other like mirrors. Their eyes half-lidded. They looked quite bored with what their King was doing.

"It'll be quite a shame if he can't move no more." They said.

Kyoya makes a low clicking sound with his tongue. He pushed his round glasses up his pointed nose.

"And we'll never reach that goal if Angelo-san can't breathe. Nee, Tamaki." He uttered out, almost darkly.

Like Tamaki had snatched away his favourite toy.

Even Otto moved away in fear, along with Tamaki and even ended up clinging to one another.

The shadow man was beyond scary, so much scarier than anything he had ever seen before.

Otto swore he heard Kyoya even mutter out an 'idiot' under his breathe.

Tamaki laughed sheepishly, but doesn't fully release Otto. It was enough space for the sandy blonde haired boy to turn and look up at the blonde.

"What do you want now? I've already told you I don't want to be a Host." He said as bravely as possible.

That had to be the only reason why he was kidnapped and hassled to the Host Club. He truly doesn't want to be a Host. He highly believed he wouldn't be able to do the job well!

Too much pressure for somebody like himself!

"You've misunderstood Angelo-san. We understand your rejection. But I believe you need to think it through, and besides, it might be fun if you stuck around and joined in on a few events of ours." Kyoya smirks down at Otto.

Kyoya eyes closed and Otto shivers in confusion. Not quite following the shadow-man's line of thinking.

"Not hosting of course, but standing on the side lines and looking in. Perhaps handing out tea, if you like."

Tamaki grins and cuts in before Kyoya could fully finish.

Kyoya had a blanked expression – it didn't seem like he cared really.

"And after a month is up, you can join us or fully reject the offer. We will leave you alone completely if you decide to reject our offer!" Tamaki bellowed out.

Otto blushed. Especially when Tamaki winks teasingly at him.

"Leave me alone? Completely?" Otto repeats slowly.

Tamaki nodded much like a puppy would to its master.

Otto gulps, his forest eyes flickers. He glanced over his shoulder at the twins behind him.

"Those two, as well?" Otto desperately, thumbing at the fiery haired boys.

"We'll do our best!" the twins called out at once.

The twin's voices twisting around one another and merging into a sing-song like tone. They both winked at Otto.

Otto peered back at them. The wink caused him to flush redder.

Tamaki grins widely. His eyes sparkled and held his hand out to the young blonde haired male.

"Do we have a deal?" he asks with a sweet tone of voice.

Otto stared at him with large eyes. He quietly thought to himself with his lips in a small line.

...So basically he would be having a trial, right?

But not hosting, just giving tea and watching. He was allowed to join in on any events, and apparently have fun – what kind of fun could they have in a club like this?

It was beyond him.

His eyes lower to look at the hand. He stared at it longer before reaching out and grasping Tamaki's larger hand.

"O-Okay. We have a deal." He uttered out bravely.

Otto forced a strain smile. He wondered if he was making the biggest mistake ever. Agreeing to join in on a club like this?

Well not fully, but enough. It made his stomach twist.

Tamaki gasped out, and clapped his hands together.

"Great!" he said brightly.

Tamaki leered down at him with a wide smile. He leant in closer to Otto's face with large sparkling sweet blue eyes. He then spun around.

"Now where is my little Natural Boy? Haruhi!" he called out.

Otto blinked at the back of Tamaki's head. A large sweat-drop appeared on the side of his head. He couldn't help but feel sorry for said brunette boy.

He couldn't imagine having to put up with somebody like Tamaki. He was just so bright, bubbly and out there! Otto had never met somebody like that before. He could only wonder what Tamaki would create, what journey would the blonde form him onto.

Otto couldn't help but feel terrified by it.

"Haruhi's late again."

"He'll never work of his debt at this rate."

The twins spoke together with a mischievous tone pitching in their voices.

It makes Otto shudder, and gulp. Otto's eyes widened. He felt them lean up against him and place their weight upon his much smaller form.

Said boy grunted and looked between them with big eyes.

"I thought you guys were going to leave me alone now?" Otto said.

Otto beeping his words out stubbornly. He puffs his cheeks out, and sniffled. His nose twitched as he struggled to keep himself up right.

Laughter licked at his ears. Otto flushes a bit.

One of the twins moved closer to him and grinned.

"We agreed to leave you alone once you've made a decision." He said with a gentle voice.

Otto blinked at him in thought. Right...that is what was agreed upon but he couldn't stop himself from feeling more anxious than before.

"Besides, we don't like being apart from our new toys." His brother added smoothly.

The twin smirked widely. He chuckled when Otto stared at him in pure shock.

Toy!

Otto felt astonishment.

He had never been called a toy, or a new toy either! He felt shocked.

"Giocattolo…I'm a…toy…a Giocattolo…" he mumbled in surprise.

He wasn't sure if he was horrified or flattered.

Either way, he knew he didn't like being called a toy, or a giocattolo for that matter.

And before he could even utter a word, the twin laughed and skittered away. They fully intended to go and torture their King.

The twins joyfully waved at the short boy as they went. Otto just wanted to cry. He felt amazed but scared.

"I'm a Toy…" Just a toy…?

"I wouldn't worry about it. They call me their toy all the time." A familiar gentle voice said behind him.

Otto turned around in time to see Haruhi walk into the room.

Haruhi tugged at a soft silk syrup lock between his sparkling amber eyes. He smiled comfortingly at Otto.

He came to stand near him.

"They're just teasing. They won't purposely hurt you or anything." Haruhi adds.

Otto smiles meekly, and twitches a little.

"Well, that's good…I guess." He mumbled.

Haruhi lets out a soft chuckle.

Otto lets out a soft sigh, and runs his fingers through his silk hair. He glanced at Haruhi from the corner of his eyes. He noticed how short Haruhi was in comparison to himself.

"I see they've roped you in, huh?" Haruhi says smoothly.

Haruki smirked a little when Otto let out a deep groan and shook his head.

"It isn't that bad, once you get used to the weirdness." He muttered.

Otto looks at him. Otto pouts a bit more.

"Weirdness? It'll get worse?" he murmured out.

Otto snorted in thought. He shook his head once again. Thinking of what could possibly be worse then what he had seen?

The club had filled the room with trees, creating a jungle! What could be stranger than that?

"Don't worry about it." Haruhi said.

Haruhi placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

And then in a blink of any eye, Haruhi lets out yelp as Tamaki shot across the room.

Tamaki throw him around. Much like he had been doing with Otto.

"Haruhi! Oh! I missed you so much! My little Natural Host!" he squealed out.

Tamaki spun around furiously. He laughed joyfully.

"Senpai! You are crushing me! How many times have I told you not to do that?" Haruhi growled.

Haruhi pulled away. He glared at blonde with sharp eyes. He snorted loudly, and shook his head at the taller male. He huffed, and blowing a curl out of his face.

The young Italian boy stood idly by. He just watched the quite familiar scene play out.

He may have only been at Ouran High School for almost a week, but both Tamaki and Haruhi have a strange friendship.

It was a little odd to him, but at least the two were somewhat friends he guessed.

Though, Otto had a feeling Tamaki has a much more complicated friendship with Kyoya, but only time will tell. He supposed.

"Um. What exactly are we doing to today?" Otto finally questioned.

He shook out of his thoughts and clocking his head to the side. His eyes flickered. He watched Tamaki slide into his depressed state, crouching over with a black cloud suddenly appearing above his head – growing mushrooms.

Why mushrooms?

It was strange, considering he was the King. The Princes of the Host Club.

A Prince that loves mushrooms so much that they would grow wherever he places his hands.

Why?

Otto lets out a stuttered grunt once again when he felt a pair of hands placed upon his head.

He pouted. He already knew who had decided to come up behind him. Both red haired boys stood identically on both sides of him, with one of their hands shoved in his pockets while their other hand laid flat against his head.

"We're sponsoring a party. Don't you remember?"

"It was announced yesterday, but then again you slept most the day away."

Otto bristled. "I didn't sleep the day away…I, um, fainted." He huffed softly.

Otto crossed his arms stubbornly. He shifted his weight from one foot the other foot. He could hear the ridicule within their tones, they are teasing him again.

"Um. So a party?" he muttered.

He tried to push the twins off with a 'puppy like' glare. He can't glare probably, but that doesn't mean he doesn't try.

"Today is purely party planning. It's important to create a beautiful and trusting atmosphere for our customers. We want them to enjoy their night." Kyoya said.

Kyoya took out his trusty pineapple laptop. He set it up in a blink of an eye.

Otto was a bit amazed at how fast he had begun to blowing through important things that Otto, himself would have miss.

He wouldn't have thought about it at all.

Haruhi sighs, and sit down across from Kyoya. He makes a low sound from the back of his throat.

"You mean, you just want to make sure they pay." He said under his breath.

Otto smiled in amusement.

Kyoya ignored Haruhi's comment. He carried on typing. His dark eyes flickers behind his glasses.

"If we don't maintain our reputation, we'll lose our precious clients." He said with a smooth and clam voice.

Kyoya sat much like a Prince would. Back arched and shoulders stiff.

"So, what's the plan then?" Otto meekly asked.

He titled his head to the side and peered over Kyoya's head to look at the screen. He felt curious about what Kyoya was planning for this party.

Otto, himself, never really liked parties and tended to avoid them.

The most parties he would have, was, well something called Pizza parties and that took most energy out of him.

"Just the typical attractions. Nothing too fancy."

"A beautiful theme, fireworks, the best quality food, and music – we have to get orchestra, lanterns and a five tier cake decorated up to stranded."

"Just a customary party."

Otto frowned. He looked between the twins in shock.

Were they serious?

That is no way in hell ordinary!

Even when his family had a lot of money, they never throw a party like that before.

"…Normal, right…" he huffed to himself. .

"Stupid rich people…" Haruhi sighs to himself.

He sunk further into his chair with a frown. Obviously he had the same thoughts as Otto.

The twins chuckled, before one of them turned to look over at Tamaki.

"Hey Boss, why don't you stop eating that commoner's ramen and come over here to help us with the party planning?" he called out.

A smirk appearing on his face. His deep voice filling the room.

Otto blinks a little. He followed the boy's direction to find Tamaki hunched over a table depressingly eating noodles.

Ramen. Otto hadn't had ramen in a long time, not before he left for Italy. He felt his mouth water.

'Looks like I know what I am having tonight…' he thought to himself.

Otto wondered what was wrong with Tamaki.

"Does it really bother you that Princess Kasuga has taken a liking to Haruhi?" The other orange haired boy added.

"Princess Kasuga? Who is that?" Otto asked.

He tried to place said girl but couldn't. He doesn't recall meeting anybody with that name, and it made him curious.

Why would Tamaki be upset about this girl for?

Kyoya hums softly to himself, and closes his eyes.

"Kasugazki Kanako, nicknamed Princess Kasuga by many of the students of Ouran. A regular paying costumer that has been attending the Host Club since we first opened up. We expect you to treat her with respect. And honestly, Tamaki, you shouldn't be surprised. She's had the illness for a while now, hasn't she?" he smirked widely.

Kyoya chuckled under his breath. He glanced over at the blonde from the corner of his eyes.

Otto's eyebrows raised to his hairline.

"Illness? Is she sick?" he asked in concern.

"Aw. You're cute. She isn't sick, she's just got the host hopping disease."

"A.K.A never the same boy twice disease."

Otto frowned. He slapped at the twins hands as they tried to tug on his cheeks once again. He sighed to himself.

The twins kept teasing him.

Otto tried to step away from the grabby boys.

"Usually, our customers choose a favorite host and see them regularly. However, Princess Kanako tends to change her favorites on a regular basis." Kyoya added somewhat pleasantly.

He typed even more upon his laptop, he peered up at them with dark orbs.

"Oh, I see. So he's upset because I took her from him." Haruhi grunted out with a deep groan.

Haruhi ducked his head and letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Senpai, you're so immature at times. Completely irresponsible." He muttered, shaking his head in disappointment.

Otto felt a sweat-drop form on the side of his head once more.

'Ouch. That's harsh. I wonder if Senpai understood it was an insult…' Otto wondered to himself.

Honestly, he had to take his hat off to the brunette.

Haruhi knew quite a few longwinded words that even Otto didn't quite get.

Tamaki's blue orbs widen and he stares at Haruhi for a few seconds before shaking his head. He pouted before crying loudly, and throwing his hands up in the air.

"Momma, Haruhi's using those dirty boy words again!" he bellowed out dramatically.

"Momma…that's the second time he has said something like that…" Otto said in thought.

Just who was this 'Mummy?' as far as he could see, everyone in the Host were male.

One of the twins makes a clicking sound, as he overheard Otto's words and had admit he never truly paid attention to Tamaki when he went on his dramatic cries.

"I'm sorry, but who is Momma?" he finally asked.

Otto clocked his head to the side in thought.

"Based on club position, I assume it's me." Kyoya sighed.

"Ah."

The other twin frowned. He blinked his golden eyes and leant forward to look down at Haruhi. His lips pulling into a small line, and he tilted his head to the side.

"Do you have formal dancing experience? You'll need it at the party." He questioned thoughtfully.

"Uh... no." Haruhi started.

He spoke the words slowly. He tried to step away the group.

Straight away, Otto realized the brunette must not be comfortable with dancing. He couldn't dance.

Not that Otto should really judge...considering he – himself, can't dance for the live of him.

"But the party doesn't have anything to do with my quota, right? I'm not interested in going to events, so if I could be excused..." Haruhi added bluntly and plainly.

Otto jumped.

Tamaki suddenly spun.

Otto was a little impressed to see the blonde somehow spin through the air. Almost like gravity had no bounds upon this guy.

Tamaki puffed out his cheeks stubbornly, and slapped his hand against Haruhi's cheeks. He squeezed them together to make a fish-like expression to come across the poor brown haired boy's face.

"Definitely not. A refined gentleman must know how to dance!" Tamaki gasped out.

He roared his words over dramatically.

Haruhi just sighed under his breath from the older boy.

Reaching up, Otto scratches at the back of his head – he couldn't help but pity the brunette.

Otto was not a Host and had no intention of being a Host. He is sure he can opt out of this.

Right?

He wasn't forced to attend all events, right?

Maybe he should see about sneaking out now, everyone was too busy paying attention to poor Haruhi to notice him slowly backing away.

Just as the thought passes his mind, he felt as if pure evil was staring at him.

Dark eyes drilling into his body, and swallows a painful lump in his throat.

"Nee~ Otto."

A familiar pair of voices asked.

Otto could really make a run for escape, his arms were grabbed. He let out a stuttered yelp as his body was spun.

Otto blinks his green eyes owlishly, and felt his body shook from one side to the other. He was held pretty tight between a pair of twin bodies.

"Well? Do you have any dancing experience?"

Otto's nose twitches like a rabbit. He found his body heated up as every eye turned to look at him with interest. His lips twitches, and his face pales.

Dancing?

No way, he has two left feet for cries sake!

The best dance he could do was when he was, what? Six years old and on his Dad's feet!

"U-Um…No, I really can't. And I don't have to attend this party, right? I mean, it's not-not a part of the deal…um…" he murmured out.

He slurred the words out in a blow of panic. He never did well being the centre of attention.

The orange haired twins shared a secret looks. Both looked sly and pretty evil in Otto's option crossed their faces.

They made a row tus-tus, and wiggled their slender fingers into his face.

"Nope-Nope-Nope! The deal was for you to attend all of our events, to get a sense of what being a part of the Host Club is all about! Throwing parties are very important to us~"

They sang out together. They grinned widely. Much like the Cheshire Cat would at Otto.

"Right, Momma?" the twins laughed gleefully,

They teased and mocked their King. They turned to Kyoya with glowing eyes.

Kyoya smirks widely. He chuckled at the twin's intention.

"Our Parties is the biggest event of year. It is very important for us, and our customers. So yes, it is important for you to attend."

'…Why…Why does it feel like everyone is against me… Perché...' Otto thought.

He felt his shoulders sag in anxiousness. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He whined from the very back of his throat.

Tamaki's eyes zone in on the young Italian boy, and his lips curls into a thin line. Determination burns within his wide, clear child-like eyes, and he charged straight towards Otto. Tamaki poked the much shorter boy on the nose.

Otto to grumble and grunt softly.

"Master dancing the waltz in one week and you will demonstrate it for us at the party!" he cried out.

Otto's eyes become as wide as dinner plates.

"What! But that wasn't a part of our deal! Checosa! You said I just had to watch from the side-lines, but Host!" he gasped out.

"Ah. But you aren't Hosting. You are simply showing us if you can dance or not. It is important for gentlemen to be able to waltz a young maiden!" Tamaki grinned.

Tamaki arched his back. He plopped his hands onto his hips. Tamaki held his head high, and pointed his nose up.

"Oh, questo è solo grande..."

Otto have to dance.

It is something that had been on his mind the whole day, and he was beyond nervous.

Thankfully, he had sat on the side-lines while poor Haruhi was pushed around into practicing dancing with a beautiful young female student.

She was gorgeous, one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen! Otto was beyond happy that she didn't notice him as she entered the room, and knocking gracefully on the pink door.

She was about the same height of him, with silky tawny curls that sat around her neck and brought out her large sparkling chocolate orbs.

The girl smiles, and holds her hands in front of her. A proper Princess, and fit the Ouran High School perfectly. Her attention immediately went to Haruhi, and she smiles the prettiest smile ever, walking perfectly up to him.

"Quick, quick, slow. Quick, quick, slow." The brown haired beauty says softly.

She moved along with Haruhi.

Said boy held his arms tensely around her. They flexed stiffly and pressed around her waist. Haruhi's hand was sweaty, and clammy against hers.

She smiled widely.

"Good work, Haruhi."

The pair moved back and forth. She tilted her head to the side. Her soft curls of thick chocolate bounces.

"Now on the "slow", you should bring your feet together. Remember. The gentleman always leads. And make sure to look at the lady you're dancing with."

Haruhi nods, fully focused as he moves her back and forth.

"Got it." He mutters out softly.

He slowly twisted the beautiful girl around. Haruhi swiftly let out a broken yelp as their feet twisted around one another and effetely sending the pair to the ground.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Kasugazki."

The girl smiled sweetly. The girl hummed and reaches her arms up. She wraps them tightly around Haruhi's neck, and pulls him down a little.

"It is okay, Haruhi." She said sensitively.

"Ah, can I help you up? Let's try it again."

Otto stared after them. His eyes becoming wide as he watched the girl pull Haruhi closer to her.

Otto's cheeks heat up. It felt as if she wanted more than friendship with his brown haired friend – but then again, doesn't everyone who attends the Host Club?

"So…this is Princess Kasuga…" he whispers under his breathe.

"Yep. Kasugazki Kanako. We have no idea why Kyoya suggested her thought, maybe to get under Bosses skin." The twins chuckled.

They slide up on either sides of Otto once more. The blonde haired boy just sighed to himself.

Otto turned to look at Tamaki and frowned.

"Um. Why is he so sad? Senpai? What's the matter?" Otto calls over to the blonde.

He watched as the taller blonde was huddled up against the window. Curled up with his head pressed against the glass window. A deep frown on his lips.

The twins cocked their heads back to look at the blonde.

"Why so gloomy, boss?" they called out together. A soft chuckle escaping their smirked lips.

"I bet it's because he wanted to be the one Haruhi practices with." One of the twins uttered out with a deep voice.

Otto felt his eyebrows raise at that.

Why would Tamaki wish to dance with Haruhi for?

Unless he wanted to make sure the brown haired boy doesn't mess up at the party and ruin their club's reputation...

Right?

The other twin smiled and nodded his head a little.

"I think you may be right. But he's way too tall to stand in as a woman." He says to himself.

The twins snickered as Tamaki lets out a deep sigh.

"If anything, then maybe Otto should have stood in. They're about the same height, and they could take turns at practicing."

"Aspetta. Are you guys saying I look like a girl?" Otto gasped out.

He looked between the twins with a puppy-like pout.

The twins smirk slyly.

"We aren't saying it. You are like a girl." They chuckled.

The twins patted Otto repeatedly on the head.

Otto let out a frustrated grunt, and shook his head.

Maybe practicing dancing with Haruhi would be too bad? Haruhi is almost the same height of him, and it would help him dance with girls easier he guessed.

That and if he decided to ask the twins, he is sure he will regret it.

"Oh. You must be Otto De Angelo. The new Host, right?" a gentle voice spoke.

The voice snapped Otto out his thoughts. He turned his head to find the young Maiden standing across from him.

Her honey orbs stared up at Otto, and her cherry lips pulling into a sweet smile.

"I'm Kasugazki Kanako."

Otto smiled shyly in return.

"O-Oh. No-No. I'm not a Host. S-Scusate." He said nervously.

Otto held his hands up a little and shook them. "But it's really nice to me you, Miss Kanako."

"Ah. What a shame. You're very cute." Kanako, the Princess - Princess Kasuga said.

"Just Kanako is fine. Is it true, you are originally from Italy?" she asked. She leant forward in interest.

Otto's face heated up. His cheeks became red. That was fast, he had only ever told one person he was from Italy and now apparently quite a few people know.

"Um. Yes. I moved back to Japan a couple of weeks ago." He said kindly. His hands twisted and played with the edge of his blazer sleeve.

"So Italy is your birth home? I heard it is one of the most beautiful places. What is it like?" Kanako questioned sweetly.

Her lips pulled into a kind smile that made Otto relaxed. He wondered briefly if this is what everyone was talking about.

Kanako had this talent, she was able to make anybody relaxed, and calm.

Otto nods with a soft 'hm' echoing up from the back of his throat.

"Yes. The first time I went to Italy was when I was thirteen years old. It truly is beautiful with amazing people. You can have great conversations with anybody. Art is everywhere, and it is gorgeous. Sweet air, with a warm sun. It is the perfect place." He said.

Nervously, he taps his fingers together. There was so much more he could say, wanted to say about the beautiful land. It truly will be one of the loveliest places he had ever seen, and he will always remember it.

Kanako smiles with warm eyes up at him, shifting within the chair.

She had noticed how passionate the boy was about his home, and she liked that. She also noticed that all the Hosts were also listening in. Her orbs shimmered as she noted to herself – everyone was interested in Otto.

Kanako cocks her head, before her eyes glows upon seeing team cup in front of her.

Carefully, Kanako presses her fingertips against warm forest and peal tea-cup. She holds it close to her face, and sighs softly.

"Oh, my! This is a new tea set, isn't it? It's Ginori." She breathes out gently, humming softly under her breath.

"Ginori?" Haruhi repeats.

He comes to stand next to Otto. He is now holding a tray with matching tea-cups placed across it. Soft steam puffs fluttering out from it. Haruhi blinks his large amber eyes.

Kyoya makes a soft clicking sound, coming to stand behind them pair with his back arched a little. Otto shudders and pales, not seeing the shadow man coming up.

"You have a keen eye, mademoiselle. In fact, we just received them yesterday. We decided that it was about time for the club to upgrade its tea sets." He said with a smooth voice.

"I see." Kanako breathes out softly. Her voice gentle and her eyes flickers.

"What a pretty colour…Lovely." She murmured softly.

Otto gazes quietly.

Haruhi smiles down at the chocolate haired woman. "You must really be into tableware, huh?" he hums.

As soon as Haruhi utters the words, Kanako froze up.

Kanako tensed up. She lets out yelp of gasps.

"Not really, I mean no, of course, I'm not. Whatever would give you that idea?" she said.

Kanako laughed forcefully and smiled strain. Her shoulders become tense, and her tone trailing off.

Otto frowns a little confusion.

"Why was she getting worked up? It doesn't matter if she likes teacups or not…" he muttered softly under his breath.

Otto's eyebrows pulled together in confusion. Really? Why does it upset her and worry her so much.

...Obviously, she likes them why denial it?

"She obviously knows a lot about it. Why would she lie?" Haruhi sighs softly.

Haruhi quietly agreed with Otto. Haruhi groans, and pushes his silk brown locks out of his face. He shook his head a little.

"Hello? I'm here with the new tea cups you ordered."

Otto blinked at the sudden voice.

He turned to look at the door to the music room.

It was a boy, a boy he hadn't ever seen before. He was smartly dressed, with neatly brown locks that frames his matching chocolate orbs.

The boy held a box in his arms. He walked into the room with a meek smile upon his face.

Otto tilts his head. He trailed behind Kyoya to meet the new person.

"Ah, thank you very much. Every item that you've chosen for us has been extremely popular with the ladies. I'm quite impressed." Kyoya said.

He smirked widely while he held his black notebook.

Otto sighed, and shook his head.

Sometimes he wondered why Kyoya had to have such a big, and scary ego.

The boy smiles brightly, and tilts his head to the side.

"Well, that's good to hear." He said.

The boy's eyes glowed. They flickered as he noticed Otto. "Oh. Hello. You must be the new Host, right?"

"New Host? Does everyone think I'm a Host?" Otto gasped out despair.

Like seriously? How in world could so many people think he was a Host? He had only been at the club one day!

Otto frowned deeply, and groans loudly.

Laughing softly, the boy carefully passes the golden box to Otto who eagerly took it to look at the new teacups.

"Well. Everyone is expecting that. Also, Suoh-san had been promoting you yesterday." He explained, and Otto's eyes narrowed.

"He has?" Haruhi questioned, coming up and looking over at Tamaki.

Said blonde haired King let out a soft meep-like sound, and ducked his head.

"Senpai! Have you been spreading rumors?" he grunted out and shook his head at the blonde.

Otto sighs deeply, and almost dramatically. "I'm not a Host, but it's nice to meet you. You're tea sets are very gorgeous. Bellissima." he hummed.

Otto peering in through the lid to look at the gorgeous china within. He couldn't help but smile at the silk colours.

It was beautiful.

Haruhi looks over Otto's shoulder. He sees the china cups too and smiled himself.

"They're very beautiful. Do you sell tea sets, then?" Haruhi asked.

"No, I'm just a regular student. Can't you tell by the uniform?" The boy, questioned with a soft chuckle.

"Oh Haruhi, you're so funny." Suddenly Kanato laughed.

She shakes her head slowly and allowed her short curls to bounce about her.

"I can't blame you for not knowing. After all, he doesn't really look like an heir to a first-class company. Now does he…" she said with a twitching smile.

Otto frowned at her. Wondering why she sounded so tensed and almost scared.

"Um. First-class company? Non capisco. What does that mean?" he asked. He looked up at Kyoya.

"His family's business, the Suzushima trading company, deals primarily in the importing of tableware. They currently have the top market share in the country." Kyoya elucidate.

Kyoya spoke with a smirk upon his face. His eyes hidden by his glasses.

Otto nodded slowly. He looked up at the boy – Suzushima-san. His green eyes widened upon noticing a blank expression upon his face.

Suzushima was looking at something behind him. Otto turned to find him staring at Kanato.

Said woman sighs softly. She looked away with sad eyes.

Otto's lips twitch into a small frown.

'Why…I don't understand. Do they know each other' he thought to himself.

'Why…do they look so sad? Molto doloroso?'

"So whenever something exceptional comes in, we've asked him to send it our way. He has a great eye for fine china." Kyoya bluntly explained.

Obvious to what was transpiring between the pair, which amazed Otto.

How can somebody like Kyoya miss this?

That look?

He wondered, only to sigh to himself upon realizing he most likely haven't missed it and is choosing to ignore it.

Kyoya let out a low chuckle. "Don't you, Suzushima?"

The boy smiles meekly, and nervously. "You think so? I have a lot to learn, but thank you."

"Aren't you leaving next month to study abroad in England?" Kyoya pleasantly asked.

Otto's eyes widens. His lips parted, as the gears in his head turned. Was that why? Was Princess Kasuga upset because Suzushima was leaving?

Suzushima nervously shifts on his feet, and his face flushes a little from embarrassment.

"Y-Yes I am. Well, I better go." He says sweetly.

Suzushima bowed his head a little in respect and quietly turned to leave.

Otto stares after him, and glanced between him and Kanato. Otto sighs quietly as the door closes. He returned his attention to the beautiful young brunette.

"So, are you enjoying the Host Club?" Tamaki swiftly asked in the kindest voice Otto had ever heard from him.

Tamaki leant against the table with one single hand, and another one behind him. His sky orbs sparkling and he smiles sweetly down.

Otto stares at him for a few a seconds. His emerald eyes widens a little and he smiles shyly. '

He saw the looks too? Si ottiene…'

"I get the feeling you and that guy are kinda close." Haruhi said softly.

Kanako let out a squeal. Spinning around and gripping the chair tightly, pressing her fingers so tightly against the wood of her chair so hard that her knuckles turned white.

"Don't be ridiculous. We hardly know each other. What makes you say that, Haruhi?"

"Now, if you'll please excuse me. Take care." She gasped out.

She rushed past them and held a cute white handkerchief to her mouth as she went.

Haruhi stared blankly at her. He blinked owlishly. Confusion clouding his face, and he clocks his head to the side, scratching at the back of his head.

Otto blinks after, he tilts his body and places his hands in front of him. Curling his shoulders in and making himself smaller then what he really is.

"I don't understand. Isn't it obvious she knows Suzushima-san? Doesn't…Doesn't she have feeling for him? Quegli sguardi..." he murmured quietly.

"You aren't wrong, Otto."

Suddenly familiar deep but kind voice spoke.

Otto grunted as his body was forcefully shifted side to side.

Two bodies leant against him on either sides, and arm crossed on top of his head.

Otto could feel the smooth elbow resting directly on top of his head.

Pushing his tangerine hairs out of his face, the other twin leans against Otto's shoulder and crosses an arm over said round shoulder.

"They do know eachother. Suzushima is Kanako's fiancé." His gentle voice uttered out immediately after his brother.

Both tones mixing together in a great contras for one another.

Otto looks between the two as he slowly processed what they're saying.

"Her fiancé? So she does have feelings for him…she must be very sad that he is leaving for England. Povera ragazza." He said.

He looked up at the twins for the confirmation that he was right or not. He felt an odd sensation within his stomach. He saw neither one smiling. Instead the twins looked sad themselves, and both had turned to look at their Boss.

Otto slowly turned to follow their line of direction.

"Kyoya, how long have you know about this?" Tamaki questioned in a firm tone.

Otto was not used to it, as he had only known the silly and maybe dumb blonde, not this serious and almost sad King.

Tamaki had breathed the words out and crosses his arms over his chest.

Kyoya blinks behind his glasses, and glanced over at Tamaki. Taking his eyes off his small notebook for a second.

"About the two of them being engaged? Well, as you know, I conduct general researches on all of our customers. The two of them were childhood friends. It seems their engagement was arranged by their parents. I didn't think the information would benefit us. So I disregarded it." He said like a solider.

"I see…" Tamaki muttered, his eyes darkening in thought.

"Toru Suzushima. Outstanding grades, fair social status. He's ordinary looking. But he's reliable. If I had to fault him for anything..." Kyoya began.

Otto gulped.

'He doesn't have everyone in that file…does he?' he thought.

Otto's hands twitched with the urge to look through the pages to see if himself was listed in the file.

The file was very thick, and had many pages stacked in. All stapled in neatly, and most likely organized perfectly.

Shaking his head furiously, which was impressive considering with the twins somewhat hanging off him.

"And that would mean?" he pressed.

Even his Japanese was getting worse, or he didn't understand a word of that.

Swiftly, matching smirks slyly took over the twin's faces and they directed their attention back down to the Italian.

"He doesn't have much presence." One of the twins spoke.

He lightly presses his elbow against Otto and ruffled his sandy blonde hair teasingly.

"And he's faint-hearted." His twin added, in a matching laugh.

Only his laugh was much quieter, and much softer. Almost kinder, without the intention of hurting somebody and Otto found himself, for some reason, liking both laughter. Especially if they were merged together, he almost shivered as he thought of how they would sound together.

Otto's eyes widen as took in their words, his mind clicking into place and his lips parted.

"Oh! So, in other words, you guys think he is boring." He said, before frowning.

"That's a bit mean, isn't it?" he added.

Only to have his cheeks darken as the twins swiftly laughed together, sending chills down his spin and both lightly tugged on his round cheeks.

"Aww. Look how cute he is. Thinking it is mean. You poor-poor baby." They sang together.

Otto sigh and glare at the two of them. He slaps their hands away and presses his palms against his reddish cheeks.

Haruhi makes a clicking sound with his tongue, and shook his head a little.

"I had no idea they were so merciless toward other guys." He muttered lowly.

Haruhi jolted and let out a small yelp when the small sunshine bouncing ball leaped onto his back, and clung to him.

"Suzushima is a good boy, right?" Honey asked, resting his chin on Haruhi's shoulder and hums.

Mori steps up behind him, and crosses his arms. "Yeah."

"All right, everyone. We'll have to work on our strategy!" Tamaki suddenly bellowed out in a mighty voice. Eyes glows as he held a hand up above him.

"Which one?"

Tamaki almost smirked. Otto wasn't sure, but he felt such confusion fall upon him. Strategy? Just what does that mean? Do they do things like this a lot, then? "Men, it is our responsibility as members of the elite Ouran host club to make every girl happy."

"Oh~ that's right, I almost forgot."

"Otto, you still haven't had any dancing experience."

Otto felt as if his whole being crashed to the ground as the damn twins joyfully pushed the words out and automatically he became the centre of attention. He cursed under his breathe, and felt himself sinking down, just as smiles appeared across everyone's face. All but Haruhi that is, who obviously felt the pain Otto was feeling at that moment.

The brunette pitied his poor friend.

Oh! My third chapter - fourth really. But yay! I'm so happy! I hope you all enjoyed it. Please review and favourite!

Erduto - Lost

Checosa? - What

Imbarazzante - Embarrasing

Fermare questo momento - Stop right now

Giocattolo - Toy

Perché - Why

Oh, questo è solo grande - Oh, this is just great

Aspetta - Wait

Scusate - Sorry

Bellissima - Gorgeous

Non capisco - I don't understand

Molto doloroso? - Very hurt?

Si ottiene - He gets it

Quegli sguardi... - Those looks...

Povera ragazza - Poor girl

I own nothing, but Otto and Ayumi Suzume!

"See you soon at the Ouran HighSchool Host Club~"