AN: This is a new story that I just thought up on the fly and I hope that you will enjoy this one as well as you have enjoyed the other ones that I have written. Please give me feedback on this one and tell me if you want me to continue this one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club but I do own Raiya Crossgrave!
The only thing that you could hear in the halls was the clapping of my shoes against the marble tiles. The halls were lined with expensive arts and décor. I paused by a window to see that there was a courtyard with a hedge maze and a fountain. This place ceases to amaze me. Pulling out my map again I traced the route I was to take with my finger. The headmaster of the school had kindly marked which classes I had on the map. Checking the number to be sure I folded the map and placed it in the front pocket of my school bag. I glanced out the window once more before heading over to my classroom door.
Gathering my nerves I raised my hand to knock on the door. The muffled sounds of the teacher talking stopped. "Come in" Steeling my nerves I walked into the room. "My name is Crossgrave Rai, I'm the new exchange student from Europe." "Ah yes, Mr. Crossgrave please do come in and join the class. Everyone this is our new transfer student from Europe. Crossgrave Rai. Please make him feel welcome. You can have a seat next to Ootori Kyoya." Looking over to were the teacher was pointing I saw an young bespectacled boy with black hair and eyes. Taking my seat I pulled out what was necessary for class and began taking notes.
That was pretty much how my day went, except for the band of girls that decided to fallow me everywhere. They were continually asking me questions about where I lived and so on. I eventually lost them when I went into the men's room and climbed out the window. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Leaning against the wall I caught my breath, it didn't last long though as I heard the tale tell scream of the girls that were fallowing me. Glancing around real quick my eyes landed on the Third Music Room, I ran for the door, just about ripping it off it's hinges, and dove into the room. I didn't even glance around the room, just dove behind the first thing that as big enough to hide me. Which just so happened to be a couch.
When I heard the stampede of girls go past the room I felt it safe to peak my head out from behind the couch, only to see the room full of people. Standing up, I straitened myself out and coughed into my hand to get rid of the awkwardness. "I apologize, I was merely trying to get way from a most aggressive group of affectionate girls. I did not mean to interrupt your event. Please carry on I will leave." "No Crossgrave-san please, won't your join the Host Club please?" Said one of the girls nearest to me. "Eh? Host Club? What is that if you don't mind my asking?" "Well this room is used for the Host Club, we provide entertainment for our customers regardless of background or preferences." Said the bespectacled boy Ootori from my class. "So it's nothing like the American host clubs?" I asked genuinely curious.
"No! We wish to entertain the girls of Ouran with companionship unlike that of a friend. Our relationships are strictly professional!" Said the outrageously loud blond boy. "Why should I join this host club?" I asked. "Because we could request to sit a talk to you!" Squealed one of the girls. "Before we go any further, are there any positions open?" I asked looking to the Ootori boy. "We could start you on a trail basis, see if you can handle being a host." Said the Ootori boy. "That seems fair, I guess I could give it a try." I said. The girls squealed and came over asking for a request.