The Ouran Host Club

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~ Is Now Open To The Public! ~

"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 handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful."
 
Tamaki sat upon his 'throne', waiting for when is appointments would come. He checked his wrist watch with a sigh and looked around at all his fellow Hosts.

Kyoya had his nose stuffed into a book, his brow furrowed to indicate he was thinking hard and had a plan. This probably meant budget. Kyoya was very busy running this club with Tamaki, but Tamaki knew he enjoyed it.

The twins were closer to the door, making strange faces at each other and snickering before glancing over at Haruhi. Oh no! Not Daddy's little girl! Tamaki began to lift himself from the seat before the twins turned their backs to the girl and continued to snicker quietly to themselves, probably with a plan for the next appointments.

Honey and Mori sat at on of the tables, Honey enjoying cake as always, and Mori sitting straight-up, ready to serve the young boy, his cousin. Honey let out a small whine as he ran out of cake, which sent Mori up and ready to retrieve more cake for his cousin.

Haruhi, when she wasn't sating glares at the twins, as staring at the wall. Who knew what she was thinking, gosh she's so pretty..

Ding! Ding! The bell rang, indicating it was time for Club. Tamki sat up straight, straightened his tie and cleared his throat. It was time to shine!
 
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