A different type of person(OHSHC)

Chapter 3:

"-AH FLY! FLY! FLY! FL-" I woke up screaming, waving my arms around.
"Rin-chan, it's okay now." Hunny smiled at me cutely.
"Ahem. I hope I didn't disturb anyone too much..." I tried to regain what little composure I had left.
"Actually, it was really interesting!" Hunny giggled. I found myself thinking maybe losing composure wasn't THAT bad.
"On the contrary, you caused quite a stir." Kyouya stared at me.
"Oh, I am oh so sorry about that." I said dryly.
"Unfortunately, on behalf of the Host Club," He gestured around him to the people sitting in chairs around my bed. "We have decided to let you make it up to us."
"So you mean that I have to pay you guys?"
"Yes. The total comes up to around-"
"Woah Woah Woah. Stop right there." I cut him off, sitting up. "You are so NOT making me your slave. Unlike her, I happen to have money I can spen-"
"You know Haruhi's a girl?!" Tamaki burst in our conversation.
"Uh, yeah." I shrugged. "Anyways, I will not become some sort of slave. What's the total cost?" I turned back towards Kyouya.
"Wait a minute! Who told you Haruhi was a girl?" One of the twins asked me. Considering he was pretty forceful, I guessed he was Hikaru.
"It's a secret. And certainly one I'd be glad to share, Hikaru darling. For a price, of course."
"How do you know my name?" He looked at me in utter confusion.
"One thing at a time, please. Kyouya, would you like to strike a deal with me?"
"That's not necess-"
"Yes!" Tamaki butted in. Again.
"You already planned this part, didn't you?" Kyouya sighed.
"I know just enough to know that Tamaki would seize the chance." I replied. "Anyways, since the deal is agreed to, you will let me stay here after Host Club activities and hang around with you guys for two months."
"Fine."
"Alright, so I'm really..." I told the whole story to them, anticipating their reaction. I got a fairly amusing one.
Tamaki and the twins had formed a circle around Haruhi, tightly binding themselves to her in a huge hug. They looked at me with a new emotion, almost being fierce and being afraid at the same time. Kyouya wrote in his notebook, and Mori had ever-so-slightly moved Hunny a couple inches from me. Haruhi, not that I could see her under the mountain of hugs, was probably just sighing.
The worst part came last. I dared myself to look at Hunny. I practically had a heart attack. His eyes filled with tears and he clutched his bunny to his chest tightly.
"You're going to take Haru-chan away from us?" I felt a pang of pain.
"Well," I ran my fingers through my hair. "Well, let's put it this way. Just because I'm here to take her back with me doesn't necessarily mean that she's going to. I don't believe in forcing, kidnapping, and such. If by the end of these two months she wants to stay out of her free will then I will leave without her. Consequently, if she agrees to go with me, I will not hesitate."
"But, won't Rin-chan have to be kicked out of school then?"
"Don't mind that. It's probably a threat." I smiled, not even believing my words myself. Evidently all the other Hosts thought so too.
"Then we shall both work hard to persuade Haruhi to make the right decision for her!" Tamaki grabbed my hand and shook it.
"Yes, it will certainly be interesting, all right." I smiled genuinely.
"Princess! You must smile more! It looks nice!" Tamaki exclaimed.
"Yeah, Rin-chan looks cute!" Hunny cheered.
"Ah, no." I glowed in his presence, trying to soak up all of his cuteness.
"But... I have one thing to say to Haruhi." Biting my lip as Haruhi walked to me, I sent an apologetic look to the Host Club.
"What is it?" She tilted her head.
"I don't want to say this, but it is my job to inform you of the decision the Zuka Club made." I winced. "St. Lobelia has negotiated a deal and, every year two students will be picked to enter the scholarship program at the best Lawyer University in Tokyo, University M."
"Damn it!" Hikaru glared at me.
"Don't kill the messenger, man." I held up my hands in the air.
"That's it. I'm sorry Rin-san, but this is needed." Tamaki pointed at me. "I declare war!"
"Haruhi, I will not accept an answer until the end of these two moths."
"Yes." She nodded.
"Bloody Hell, I hate this job." I sighed as I groggily got out of the bed and walked towards the door.
"All's fair in love in war!" Cried Tamaki.
"Yeah, but which one are we playing in?" Muttering, I rubbed my temples. As I walked through the corridors, my brain started spinning. It was going to be hard to not look suspicious as I came out of the Host Club later than everyone else. It was obvious that I was going to get picked on.
If I asked one of them to help me if I got bullied, it would lower my pride and only make them thirst for my blood even more. Fangirls are terrifying.
And it's not like I could explain the situation. That left only one choice left.
Scare them so much they won't even want to go near me. But how? I wasn't a violent person, and my family didn't have enough power to buy me fright from the students.
As I pondered, I felt a little wind blow my hair as someone in a dark cloak ran madly past me. Staring weirdly, I pushed the matter aside. I had more important things to think about.
Wait. Dark cloak? It couldn't be...
Racing off in the direction he ran, I caught sight of him. I was slowly catching up. Maybe being in the track team for 2 years was finally paying off.
Grabbing the end of his cloak, I forced us both to stop. Panting, I slid off his hood slowly.
"Umehito?" I looked at him. He blinked.
"Rin?" It was him! I almost hugged him.
"Where have you been? I haven't seen you in ages!" I smiled.
"I moved. You haven't changed much, Rin. It's a pleasure to meet you again." He moved a little cat-like puppet on his hand.
"On the contrary Umehito," I grinned as a slow idea crept into my mind. The puzzle pieces fit perfectly. "The pleasure is all mine."
"What's wrong?" His voice had a tint of suspicion in it.
"Nothing, nothing." I slung my arm around his. "Say, Umehito, I assume you're in the Dark Magic Club...?"
The Next Day
"Hello, Rin-sa- EEP!" Tamaki jumped back in fright. Kyouya was also a bit taken aback at first, but he smiled after a few seconds, writing in his notebook.
"Very clever, very clever indeed." He looked me up and down.
"Kekekeke, thank you very much." I said lowly, practicing my new laugh.
"It's working!" I thought happily as I trudged into the classroom. People were slowly distancing themselves from me, casting nervous glances my way.
No wonder, I would have done the same thing. Dressed head to toe in black, with a nice little black cloak on top, bangs styled into my face, face pointing downwards, back slightly hunched, murmuring "Kekekekeke" to myself at random times, and speaking in a low voice, I dared someone to bully me.
Pulling out the final touch, I took a scarlet amulet out of my bag. The other night it had been just a necklace, and a pretty one at that, but I had taken the chain off and polished the gem till it sparkled.
"It's a curse amulet!" "She's doing a curse!" "She's evil!" The whisperings swirled around me. It was actually quite fun. I should play dress-up more often.
"Alright, um, has anyone seen Kousuke-san today?" The teacher called out.
"Kekekekeke, I'm right here." I rose slowly out of my seat, making several people squirm. Murmurs of disbelief started flying around.
"That's her?" "She was such a lovely girl yesterday!" "What happened?" The teacher finally shushed the class and went on with the lessons. Once during math, a boy going to the washroom bumped against my desk. Letting out a nervous squeak, he didn't pay attention and stepped on a pencil, making him trip and fall.
"SHE CURSED HIM!" Was on the face of every kid in the class. It took all I had not to burst out laughing. The boy scrambled up and ran to the washroom. No one dared to bother me the entire day. Not even the teacher.
I had to go to the washroom so many times that day, when I absolutely could not hold in my laughter anymore. Just thinking that they were guessing I had gone to the bathroom to perform a ritual made me laugh harder. This was absolutely hilarious. Why didn't I think of this sooner?
Plus, as an added bonus, Tamaki didn't talk to me at all.
God, Umehito must have been living the dream life up till now.
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