My RP TamakiXReader!!!!!! Chapter 1

Chapter 1: First Day, First Friends!

    Your first day at Ouran went semi-well. No guys had hit on you. No girls criticized your sense of fashion. And you were basically ignored the whole day.
    Now, Activity Period was in full swing, boys and girls of all grades were heading to their clubs, big and small, old and new. Clubs were clubs in your eyes, they didn't matter.
    What DID matter to you was a quiet place to read.
You looked down all the halls. Full with teens.
You looked in all of the Libraries. Chocked full of MORE teens, plus teachers.
     You sighed, "Where else can I go? The dumpsters?" you asked yourself, hoping no one heard you.
And, as far as you knew, no one did. 

     As you trudged through the (finally) empty halls, you wished you wore your shorts. But, NOOOO, your parents said you HAD to where their clothes.
'Thanks mom, thanks dad...you really do help me when I need it.' you thought coldly and sarcastically. Why was your family so poor? You didn't know, or care. So long as you had something to wear, it never mattered.
     Right now, you were on the second floor. Most of the students were in their clubs now, so the halls were empty.
     But still, the rooms were filled to the brim with lovestruck teenagers. So, obviously, those rooms were out of the question.
     
      "Hmm, this is the abandoned Music Room, right?" you asked yourself out loud. From what you learned, through experience, abandoned things get dirty, and if things get dirty, girls don't go there. And if girl's don't go there, neither will guys.
The perfect place to read and draw!
     You excitedly opened the large wooden door.


Then you backed away as dark-red rose petals pelted your face.
"Welcome" a chorus of voices said. All of them were male.
    "Look, I just want a quiet place to read and do homework, so can I stay?" you asked, hiding the fact that rose petals were stuck EVERYWHERE on your body.
     A fairly tall blonde boy took your hand in his, "We welcome guests here, gentlemen and ladies. Please, you may stay as long as you like." he winked, sending more mysterious petals into your short black hair. You backed away forcefully, "Leave me alone, PERVERT!" you screamed as you ran toward him, ramming into his chest, and pulling him to the ground.
The other five boys stared in awe.
     You blinked and blushed heavily, "Sorry, may I help you up?" you coughed out of embarrassment. The boy stared up at you, his indigo eyes wide with surprise, "S-sure. That w-would be nice.." he stammered, a faint glow of red dancing on his face. So, you held out your outstretched hand, in which he took tightly.
His eyes locked with yours, both wide with understanding.

A lightbulb just flickered on.

-----------}----@ Later~~~~~~

    "So, your name is Miko?" the boy, whose name was Tamaki, asked, cocking his head. You nodded, "Yeah. Say, what kind of club IS this exactly?"
Tamaki spun around, more petals..AGAIN, "Why, the Host Club! What else?" he squealed.
'Gee, don't go fanboy on me..' you thought with a twitch.
     While Tamaki was being a goof, the twins casually stalked up to you. 
They were known as Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. 
   "So, Miko, what's up with your name?" Hikaru asked, lifting a hand to pat your head.
"Yeah, doesn't it mean 'Shrine Maiden'?" his identical brother dropped his hand onto your head to mirror Hikaru.
    You blinked, "Yeah, my parents named me that because that's my job. We run a Shinto shrine, I have to dance the Kagrua. My mom can't do it alone, she needs a young and healthy person to dance." you answered with a shrug. Why didn't they understand?

Hikaru and Kaoru's amber-green eyes widened in shock.

Two more lightbulbs clicked on.

---------}---@ Not much Later~~

    Since this "Host Club" wasn't going to let you leave, you decided it was time for a snack.

   Until you saw the buffet table.
 
  "Wow!" you squeaked, "There is so much food! I don't know where to start!" 
The guy known to everyone as Kyoya walked up beside you, causing you to jump with fear.
    "O-oh! H-hello, Kyo-san!" you mused, putting a hand to your face to hide the blush that was tinting your cheeks.
Kyoya looked up from his clipboard, "Hey." he simply said before returning his attention to the slab of fancy wood in his arms.
    You huffed loudly, scooting away. He didn't notice.
You huffed again, moving toward the cupcakes filled with cream imported from France. But something else caught your eyes.
Pocky.
     "Oh mai GAH!!" you squealed as you took the box in your hands, "I love this stuff! So many boys love this too!!"
     Kyoya smiled, his lightbulb was on since he saw you attack Tamaki.

------}-----@ Later still~~~~~

     How long was these guys going to keep you here?!

    You were getting bored very quickly. The guys you previously encountered kept glancing over in your direction for an hour now. You sighed and heaved upwards, "Look, why am I here? I need to get to class." you growled at the crowd of bishies.

Then, you felt a light tug on your tight sweater sleeve.
"Um, can you look after Usa-chan while I go get some tea? I'd hate to see him get messy.." a cute little kid's voice whimpered.
You blinked your eyes to clear them. It was a little kid. In a high school?
"Are you lost? How old are you?" you knelt down to level your eyes as you asked. The boy held his bunny tighter, "I'm 18. A Junior." he giggled, setting Usa on your head. 
"Take good care of him!" he started to run off, but stopped in his tracks to face you once more. 
     "Whats wrong?" he asked.
What was wrong with you? 
"Kya! So kawaii!!" you screamed and hugged the older, yet smaller, teen in a glomp. 

Kyoya walked into the room just at the right moment, "I see you like Hunny-chan." he said blankly, not looking up from his clipboard.

Hunny's face grew a shade of red that you found IRRESISTIBLE.

His lightbulb faded on.

--------}----@ Almost There!!~~

     'WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ME WHO GOT STUCK HERE?!?' you screamed in your skull.

  How long had it been? An hour, or two? You didn't know. The fancy clocks were written in Roman.

     As you paced around in circles, the Hitachiin twins were watching you closely, checking your chest carefully. "Are you sure Miko is a..girl?" Hikaru whispered to his brother, pointing a thumb at your chest. Kaoru squinted, "I guess.." he shrugged.

    You growled deep in your throat, 'Don't let those bozos know you heard them, Miko. Save your revenge for a later date.' you told yourself as you kept pacing, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Back and- GYAH!
    You tripped over a banana peel that one of the twins was just eating.
    "Oh my GAA--" you screamed as you flew into a tall and quiet boy's arms, spilling his freshly brewed tea all over your mom's small sweater.
     "I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!" you gaped at how tense he was.
"No, I'll do it." he said quietly as he set you down. You blinked over and over, then keeping your eyes fixed open when he removed your sweater.
     You heard him stifle a gasp.
(A/N: You see, the sweater Miko/You were wearing was tight, consealing your "Woman Parts" as I might put it. But, now that you aren't wearing the sweater, your tiny chest is bulging. YOU ARE STILL WEARING AN UNDERSHIRT. And you are flat-chested. Hope that helped) 

"Looks like Mori is the last one to find out." the twins giggled in unison.

Mori's lightbulb flashed on about as quickly as the blush that now covered his emotionless face.