Ouran

Ты giggled as Ты walked over to Honey’s house. Today was his birthday, and Ты wanted to give him a couple of things to Показать him Ты liked him. ((You got Совет on what to give him from your older sister, who was “the expert” on everything, especially romance.)) Walking up to the front door, your Ballet квартиры crunching in the February snow, Ты knocked on it, careful not to drop the кекс Ты were carrying.
Waiting for someone to open the door, Ты looked at your appearance through the doorknob. Ты were wearing a baby blue dress with ballet квартиры with a white trench пальто covering...

I was originally introduced to host club threw Друзья as many are. i gave it a try ( i watched the first episode) and low and behold. i thought it was awesome. the idea of doing a manga/anime about a host club isent exactly organelle in its self. But this is certainly a organelle anime/manga. what makes it that way. is of course the wide range of weirdo characters we have on the anime. including our very own Haruh. with twinsest, a silent bad boy, a cool intelligent person, the boy Lolita, a very abnormal heroine and of course the prince they make up a anime/manga that has Фан girls squealing...

“Dad! Don’t make me go!” I said. “I don’t want to go to Ouran! Rene calls me everyday, telling me this and that, and he’ll probably bug me with that stupid host club thing!” I argued more.

“The host club is pretty popular. And I want Ты to go to the same school as your older brother, because its in your best education interest. Therefore, Ты will leave tomorrow, to live at the секунда mansion with your brother. As for I, will stay at the main Mansion, with your grandmother. And by the way: Call him Tamaki, he doesn‘t like being called his real name.” My father said.

I moaned....