Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. Part of the plot, (some) characters and so forth belongs to Bisco Hatori. This fanfiction is exactly that, FAN fiction and will not be used for any profit but only for my (and my readers’) enjoyment. This disclaimer is also for the entire story.

Author’s Note: Here I am again with a new story that will soon fade from my mind for another. Damn bunnies.

NOTICE: For those who know of Ouran High School Host Club, the characters that I’ve chosen aren’t similar with those from the manga. I wanted it to have some difference with Ouran so that’s why things may seem to not follow the plot line for Ouran. Hinata may be a little out of character but I think that’s alright.

Enjoy.

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“Four libraries and they are still too crowded?” muttered one irritated Hinata Hyuga, storming up the stairs.

I sought quiet…

She was in the top floor, South Wing. Heaving a heavy sigh, the dark haired teen clutched the text book tighter and stared down the north hallway, eyeing the unused third Music Room.

‘Maybe there won’t be anyone here…’ Hinata thought, glasses slipping to reveal wide eyed opalescent eyes as she pushed the door open.

…but instead I found the Host Club!

Slack jawed; Hinata could feel her heart pound wildly in her chest at the sight that greeted her.

Six handsome young men, each with the most dazzling smiles on their faces were standing in front of her. Hinata flushed prettily.

“Welcome,” the blond, blue eyed teen drawled, “To the Konoha Host Club, Hiashi Hyuga.”

My name is Hiashi Hinata Hyuga.

I’m five feet tall, blood type O and fifteen years old.

I’m not like other girls my age; I don’t care very much for material wealth, fashion and boys.

That’s right, I’m a girl.

I was named after my father. Strange, isn’t it? But my father was even stranger. He’s to blame for my first name.

I don’t care much about it though.

A name is a name, right?

“Hiashi Hyuga, scholarship student! You are a thorn among roses, a rare creature in this place!” declared the blond and Hinata gaped.

I’m a scholarship student attending the private Konoha Institute or Konoha High School, if you must.

Lineage and wealth are held in high regards here.

The wealthy are blessed with idle hours and six especially handsome idle students have created the Konoha Host Club to entertain equally idle rich females.

It is an elegant institution unique to this ultra-upper-crust High School.

“Common folk don’t fit easily in our elegant culture,” stated a raven haired boy with the oddest hair style (if you asked Hinata, she would say it looks like a duck’s butt) with aristocratic features and calculating coal eyes.

Heck, each boy in the room possessed some sort of aristocratic feature!

‘Common folk?’ Hinata seethed, glaring at the suck up pretty boy.

“A scholarship student in a world of class,” he continued ignoring her glares, “would need to be pretty thick skinned and mulishly stubborn to survive, let alone achieve anything at all.”

Suddenly the boy with the duck’s butt hairstyle became the first person on Hinata’s to kill list.

“Top student in your year, yet you’re poorer than a church mouse. Some may detest you because of your low class status. In short, Hyuga-san you are a trailer blazer!” said the blond whom Hinata dubbed idiot in her mind.

She sweat dropped. ‘Are all rich kids this stupid?’

“…of course there’s a rumor of you being a man lover,” added a spiky brown haired teen with a red strip on each cheek. Kiba Inuzuka, he was in her year.

‘Wait…’ Hinata blinked as his words registered.

“WHAT?!” she yelped.

“What type is your dream man? Wild type? Cool type? Artistic type? Boy Lolita? Stoic type?” the blond gestured to his friends, “Or how about…me?”

Gripping her chin, he tilted her head to his and Hinata couldn’t fight the onslaught of red invading her already pink cheeks.

“No, no!” she shrieked, pulling away from him. “It’s not like that!”

Feeling a tug on her hand, Hinata looked down only to face another spiky haired boy but this one…looked like he was in elementary school.

“Hi-chan! Are you really a man lover?” the boy asked excitedly, cheeks flushed pink.

If he hadn’t just said ‘man lover’ Hinata wouldn’t have snapped…

“Who the hell are you calling Hi-chan?” she roared and the boy scurried away, eyes brimming with tears.

“Look,” she snarled backing away, “I was just trying to find a quiet place to study! So excuse me…”

Unfortunately our dear heroin didn’t notice exactly where she was backing away to and her body met the stand that a VERY expensive vase sat on, toppling it over.

And with a crash, it scattered into pieces on the floor.

“That vase,” said another raven haired boy, who looked a lot like the guy with the duck’s butt hairstyle, “was by Rune. It was to be featured in the school’s auction.”

If she remembered correctly he was also in her class. Sai Yamato.

“The bidding,” Kiba said with a grin, “was going to start at eighty thousand yen but I don’t believe it’ll go for that now…”

Hinata felt lightheaded. “I-I’ll pay f-for it…”

“You bet but how? You can’t even afford the standard school uniform,” Kiba and Sai chorused.

(Note: School uniform, three thousand dollars. Hinata’s uniform, a hand-me-down sweater and slacks.)

“Well Naruto? How shall we handle this?” asked the only person in Hinata’s to kill list.

Sitting down on a throne that appeared from nowhere, Naruto peered at her. “Sasuke, I do believe I know how.”

‘So his name is Sasuke, huh?’ Hinata shot a glance at him.

“Hyuga-san,” Naruto called and Hinata blinked at the seriousness in the idiot’s tone. “Have you heard of the term When in Rome, do as the Romans do? And this – If you don’t have the cash, pay with your carcass?!”

Suddenly Hinata felt very weary...

“As of today, you’re the Host Club’s DOG BOY!”

Mother…Father…this is too much.

Ten years after you both passed away and living with an older cousin who’s gay…I managed after years of hard work to get into this school only to become a menial servant for a bunch of pretty boys and their Dippety-Do Host Club.

My life is officially…

…screwed.

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To be continued.

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Author’s Notes/ Guide:

The blond is Naruto. Sasuke is the only person on Hinata’s to die list. Sai’s last name is Yamato because I can’t find anything better. Kiba and Sai are in class 1A with Hinata meaning they’re the same age.

The little boy who called Hinata ‘Hi-chan’ (they think her name is Hiashi, which it is, and it’s a nickname) is Konohamaru Sarutobi. Told you it would be different.

Alas I didn’t mention our last member. I won’t say. Heh. I am evil people.

There are four classes in each year, A to D. A is for those who are the wealthiest and have a better lineage than the rest of them. Also, it’s for the smartest and that’s where Hinata comes in. The other classes are filthy rich too, just not as rich.

Naruto and Sasuke are in their second year.

Konohamaru and unknown member are in their third year (I know, WHAT?! Heh. Work with me people).

Sai, Kiba and Hinata are in their first year.

How did I do? I know I need to work on this a little more...

Feedback is appreciated.