First Ouran Fanfiction

“So then, once the rice is nice and tender, you begin to make the rice ball, like so,” Tsukasa gently shaped the clump of boiled rice in his hand as he sat in his baroque styled chair. The boy was an absolutely stunning blonde. Light skin, almost like porcelain, blonde hair that fell to the back of his neck and fell down to cover his jade eyes. “So simple it’s brilliant, don’t you think?” he smiled charmingly.
“Moe!!” shouted the girls surrounding him. “Yes, Yes, Kururugi-kun! It’s marvelous!” “Splendid! Magnificent! Absolutely fantastic!” All the girls around them had hearts in their eyes, clasping their hands while staring at Tsukasa. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Tsukasa turned as all the girls snapped out of their eccentric and bizarre fantasizing. Across the room, two young hosts were arguing. They were none other than Rin Usami and Kohaku Asataka.
“You’re eating a once live animal! A living thing!” shouted the brunette.
“Yeah, well it’s dead now, and the only use it has now is food! Meat! Nourishment!” yelled the challenger, the one who slammed his hands on the table, almost spilling tea.
“You’re innocence is crossing the line into idiocy!” Kohaku yelled. Rin and Kohaku were face to face, dangerous sparks flying between them. A hand was placed on Tsukasa’s right shoulder. Tsukasa looked up to see the red-headed ‘romantic playboy’ host, Kaito Hanazaki.
“Shouldn’t we stop them before we lose customers?” Kaito stared at the fighting hosts.
“Do you honestly think we could?” Tsukasa also looked away. Barging in the middle, Midori Akira put his palm on both opponents’ chests and pushed them apart.
“What’s wrong with you two?” he asked, frustrated to the core. “You two always have to start a fight, about something retarded, and someone always gets hurt, or something always gets broken!”
“Oh, I’ll break something…” Kohaku angered. Rin simply pouted, not backing down. Though, he looked shy and timid, as if he was almost embarrassed by the fact that he was arguing.
“Quit it!” Midori screamed. “Tsukasa-kun, Kaito-kun, a little help here!”
“Mama! Papa!” both Kohaku and Rin turned to Tsukasa and Kaito. Both of them pointed to each other while simultaneously saying, “Right, he’s the one in the wrong!”
“Eh?” Kaito flinched. “Why am I the Papa?”
“Well, a few weeks ago, I believe Midori was the Papa,” Tsukasa said calmly.
“Why must our customers always couple two hosts into husband and wife?” Kaito crossed his arms. Tsukasa laughed softly.
In mere moments, a porcelain tea cup fell to the floor and shattered, spilling all of it’s contents.
“My…” Tsukasa tilted his head.
“As always, something broke…” Kaito sighed.
“Midori’s shoulders gave way to hopelessness. “Why do I even bother…?”
Kohaku and Rin stared worriedly at the broken pieces and spilled tea. “S-See…now look what you’ve done!” Kohaku blamed.
“I-It’s not my fault!” Rin tensed.
Tsukasa calmly stood up from his throne and slowly walked across the room. The three hosts before him turned and shuddered, for Tsukasa was truly scary when mad. Tsukasa knelt down and took a handkerchief from his pocket. “My my,” Tsukasa gently padded the tiled floor. “Such a mess…” Tsukasa spoke softly. Kohaku and Rin clung to each other in fear, forgetting their rivalry. Midori quietly snuck away. After the spill was cleaned, Tsukasa gently picked up each broken piece of porcelain and placed them on his left palm. “Now then…” Tsukasa slowly stood up. Rin and Kohaku squeezed closer. Tsukasa gradually raised his head as the corners of his lips turned up slightly to reveal a dazzling smile. “Let’s try to avoid such chaos in the future, alright?”
“Y-Yes sir!” Kohaku and Rin saluted. All the customers squealed at Tsukasa’s smile. “Moe!!”
“Sheer perfection!”
Tsukasa walked back to his chair. “Now then…” he resumed his conversation as if nothing happened. Kaito stared blankly.
“This guy really does rule everyone and everything…the King behind the scenes.” Tsukasa smiled with a slight giggle.