honey pov

I chop the back of y/n-chan's head to knock him out, since he seemed really mad with no signs of calming down any time soon. "Thank you honey senpai." Kyo-chan says as I drag him over to the couch to lay down. I feel really bad about having to do that, but it seemed to be the only way to get him to calm down. I cant say I blame him though. He did tell the kid that the word was an insult, and not to use it, but he did anyways. I sit on the couch, and lay his head on my lap, and secretly admire his sleeping face. He looks so peaceful, and so cute. I play gently with his h/c and f/c bangs, liking the feeling of how soft they were. He's really pretty... Wait... Do I like y/n-chan? My face starts to feel warm at the thought.

I've got to ask someone who's been in love before what it feels like. I hear the cage for isolation drop down over shiro-chan. "WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, WHY'D YOU PUT ME IN THIS CAGE ALL OF A SUDDEN?" shiro-chan yells. "THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR LOYAL APPRENTICE NOW LET ME OUTTA THIS CAGE!"

"Not until you've learn your lesson. I made you my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host, but I guess, I was wrong."

"I am serious! Totally serious." Y/n would have probably cracked a bad joke by now if he was up. "I want you to teach me how to make a woman happy!" He clasped to his knees. "I'm gonna run out of time. Please, wont you teach me?"

"What he got cancer or something?" I hear y/n-chan say quietly, and chuckle a little at his own joke.

y/n pov

I sit up, and rubs my head. "What happened? And why is he in a cage?"

"I'll explain later."

"Alright."

"Your a host because you like girls. You like bringing a smile to a girls face! That's why you do it right? Please won't you teach me to be like you? Your a genius at it! Your the king!"

Way to inflate his ego even more. If his ego gets much bigger, I think his head will explode.

"What?" honey-senpai says giggling slightly, and my face goes red, covering my mouth quickly.

"I didn't mean to say that out loud." I says quiet enough so only honey-senpai can hear it.

"Well you may be a brat, but I admire your desire to become a host, so I'll teach you. You know shiro, you and I are so much alike."

"You poor kid." Haruhi says while I chuckle.

"So you'll help me make women happy?"

"Of course. If this is what you really want shiro, you need to figure out how to use the material you already have."

"What dose that mean?"

"You see, here at the ouran host club, our policy is to use our individual personality traits or talents to meet the needs of our guests. For example there's tamaki, the princely type. There's the strong silent type, the boy Lolita type, the little devil type, and the cool type. It's all about variety. And now our group is complete with the addition of haruhi, the natural."

"The natural?"

"Along with y/n, the musical type."

"Wait what? I didn't sign for this!" I say alarmed. "I signed to play music in the club! Speaking of which, I should probably get back to doing."

"Your in the club, you cater to ladies, some even like you, and come only to see you play y/n. I'm surprised you dont notice, or haven't gotten a confession yet." tamaki-senpai said.

"I don't want any more confessions. I've had one, and then the girl started bullying me for turning her down."

"Wait, Rika right?"

"Yep."

"Why? She's a lovely girl. You two would be cute together."

"Ugh, for gods sake, I AM GAY." I say annoyed. "I dont want girls on me. I don't like them in that way! I'm fine with them watching me come play, but I'm not into them romantically. If they wanna be friends though, I'm all for it." I say Walking to the piano, and starting up a song.

"It still counts though. And it would seem right now that we have a perfect blend of characteristics. So it's going to be hard to find a type for shiro."

"Going by his age, he should be the boy Lolita type."

"But honey senpai's already got that covered." I stop and hug the crying blonde, and he throws his arms around me and sobs into my shoulder. I rub his back to calm him down.

"Is he gonna replace me?" He says while crying still. I wipe his tears slightly, while a light blush covers my face.

"Don't you dare think that. He's not going to replace you."

"Really?"

"Definitely." We stand there and the blush takes over my face more, Mori-senpai seems to be the only one to see it and he nods at me in approval. At least I think. 

"Oh come on. Is that all you've got?" Renge says, while the turbines for her entrance start up. "Sorry to interrupt guys, but what's with the lackluster analysis?" She looks over to me and my red face and gives me a smirk. She glances over at honey senpai an back to me and I nod. Her smile brightens. "Oh I almost forgot! Y/n wanna come to my place and play some video games?"

"Only if I can first go home and change. You got a switch?"

"Heck yes!"

"Ill bring some games."

"Okay then!" She goes back to the club. "I must say, I'm quite disappointed, I thought I taught you better."

"Alright then miss manager, how would you work shiro into our collection of characters? He can't be the boy Lolita, because honey's already got that covered." He pointed to a still crying honey-senpai in my arms. 

"You don't get it do you? Now listen up!" Honey stops crying. "There are plenty of girls out there who have a thing for younger boys, or boys with baby faces. These girls would be considered shota fans. Now shota can be a fairly broad category, so it's important to know that the genre can be broken up into many smaller sub categories. For example shota fans with an interest in Lolita boys, would favor a boy like haninozuka-senpai and Shota fans with an interest in musical boys would favor a boy like y/n."

"Leave me out of this. The last thing I want is girls all over me."

"Right, you would rather have guys all over you." My face goes redder.

"THATS NOT WHAT I MENT AND YOU KNOW IT!" She laughs.

"I know I was just teasing." I pout a little. "However This little boy, shiro, is different. If I had to pick a character for him... YES! You would be the naughty boy type without a doubt!" I think for a second. 

"I can see it." 

"The naughty type?" Shiroasks, and the cage is lifted off of him. Renge blows a whistle that came from seemingly nowhere and I cover my ears from the loud sound. "Now to play the naughty type, you have to wear shorts." She says pointing at shiros shorts. Okay." She blows the whistle again and I flinch slightly. I don't like loud noises. "You got to have bumps and bruises! Give him a couple of scars!"

"Can I punch him for calling me a tranny?" I ask. Kyoya-senpai gives me a death glare. "Never mind."

"Good choice." He says. Another whistle blow.

"Run like a spoiled child!"

"So basically just run." I say.

"Make it reckless." And another whistle blow. "Now trip and make it big!" she says as the twins set up a tripwire, he trips over and faceplants into the ground. "Are you okay little boy?" Renge asks and blows the whistle again. "Now give them your catchphrase!"

"No big deal. It was nothing." renge starts fangirling slightly and telling him how that was perfect. Tamaki senpai applauds saying how that was outstanding, and I have my face in my hands, and I pat shiros back gently. 

"I'm so sorry about them. It appears that only a few of us have braincells."

"Didn't you try to punch me?"

"Because you insulted me after I told you not to use that word. As long as you dont say it, I wont threaten you or try and punch you. Just call me y/n okay?"

"Fine." I walk away to play piano, since I'm well over my break, and shiro starts yelling about how he's had enough. "This is so stupid none of this is gonna help me make her happy. I listen in while playing 'summertime'. He starts running out while tamaki-senpai yells after him.

"Wait shiro! We haven't taught you how to apply the techniques you've learned yet!" But its too late. He's already run too far away for him to hear what tamaki yelled.