Play with me?

[luco]

So, yesterday I got hit by an idea. . .and it's a weird idea, but maybe you guys would be willing to humor me and play with it?

You have to know both One Piece and Ouran High School Host Club. . .



So, I spent yesterday watching a few episodes of 'Host Club' and this picture hit me:



Because, dammit! The twins playing with sanji as their toy would be hot ;___; and the girls would be happy with it. . .

And thus I started talking to graycat21 and she encouraged me in the idea of a crossover between them! If you think I'm insane, or acting silly/childish/etc. . .I don't blame you.

But here are the ideas I came up with:

First, we'll have Sanji as a host. Why is he there? Well because he can cook and Kyoya wants to have anything that can keep the budget down around. That and he does attract customers if used properly *points to above picture* But that can come later.

So, we have him as a host and Zoro can be a student who naturally gets lost and ends up in the Third Music Room. He happens to insult Sanji, who was the first to see him and they start arguing (naturally) This of course causes heads to turn and the girls to swoon, especially when the two boys get up close and physical. One of the girls near Tamaki mentions that she would love to see those two together and Tamaki agrees to her wishes and tells Sanji that he must be Zoro's host!

Sanji of course refuses and then Kyoya pulls out a cell phone and calls up Nami (who is a student of Lobelia High and has business connections with Kyoya. Instead of giving money for different favors, all Nami has to do is tell Sanji to behave and do what they want once in a while. Which is what happens at this point.

Thus the beginning of that.

Robin is also at Lobelia High, but her duty is to make sure Nami doesn't get engaged to any young man, because the buisness world couldn't handle that just yet. . .

So we have that.

Now I want Ace in there somewhere. maybe showing up and giving Sanji and Zoro a hard time, maybe stopping Luffy from eating all of Honey's cakes, not sure yet. . .

I mean, I think it could be a lot of fun to play with this world, but I really don't wanna do it alone >_> I'm not that creative ^^; If people are interested, I'll draw out the first comic of the above meeting between Sanji and Zoro and then add more as others add more >_>

It's just that it is back-to-school time and this amuses me ^___^ And I think both crew and club could work well together.

Hopefully all that made sense.

So, what do you think? Am I insane? or should I pursue it?

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And think of all the different outfits I could put them in *___* And the Host Club in Pirate gear!! Or as One piece characters. . . >_>;

Well, I'm leaving the choice up to you guys. Let me know if you'd like to play, please?


Oh and I'll work on the last of the request pictures soon ^_____^ Promise! And I still need to make a wishlist too. . . hmmmmmm. . .

Food first!

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[mettathron.livejournal.com]

You'll have to forgive me, I've never written Ouran fic before, and it's been... many, many months... since I wrote OP. I'm WAY rusty. ><

Wave of Doom


It was a dark and stormy night.

Rather, it was a dark and stormy Thursday afternoon, just past three o’clock, but if the atmospheric cues had anything to say about it, it was a dark and stormy night to put all of Hollywood’s monster movies to shame. Lightning slashed across the bruised sky like a whip, each crack of thunder rattling the very windowpanes as students scurried to their cars or clubs.

Haruhi made her way up to the third music room, mildly irritated at the inaccuracy of the weather report (sunny and clear with highs in the mid seventies) and hoping that the storm would clear before she had to catch the train.

She stopped abruptly upon reaching the host club’s normal room, discovering instead that many of the club members were waiting outside the door with their ears pressed to it in a poor attempt to eavesdrop.

“What’s going on?” She asked, her irritation growing as Tamaki turned around with a teary, stricken expression.

“Haruhi!” He wailed, lunging forward and clinging to her shoulders. “First the strange people came by and one of them ate all the cake, and there’s a blond guy making more, but he started wooing all the ladies until the red headed girl started yelling at him, and the green haired guy and Mori-sempai started staring at each other like they’re going for swords, and then it turns green haired guy is actually carrying swords, and Kyoya sent us all outside and he’s been in there so long and then the lightning started—“

Haruhi interrupted his more or less incoherent stream of babble by stepping sharply on his foot before turning to the other club members in hopes that at least one of them could give her a straight answer. The twins’ attention seemed to be firmly on some kind of muttered plotting, she could only catch a few words like “red silk” and “pinstripes” that told her it would be far less troublesome to stay out of their way. Honey looked like he was about to cry, perched on Mori’s shoulders as the taller boy watched impassively.

“He ate all the cake…” The blond whimpered, apparently still in some form of shock. “All of it.”

“Is Kyoya in there?” She reached for the door, ignoring the sudden panicked expressions on everyone’s faces.

“No, don’t open the—“ they yelled, but a little too late. Haruhi was nearly drowned by the wave of sheer calculating avarice and evil that flowed from the room. Monetary symbols flowed by like a polluted river of greed, far too many zeros and insane percentages punctuating complicated business clauses and super-fine print. She caught one brief glance of a pretty girl with orange hair talking with Kyoya before Mori managed to snag her collar and pull her free. The twins slammed the door shut as Tamaki grabbed her in another clingy embrace.

“Haruhi!” He cried. “Don’t make Papa worry so!”

Haruhi responded by very calmly peeling off his arms, taking two large steps back, and staring flatly at the other club members.

“I am going home.” She said in as calm and rational a voice as she could muster. “Call me when we get back to our normal level of insanity.” And, completely ignoring the boys’ protests, she turned on her heel and did just that.

[luco-millian.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Oh that was perfect ^____________^ You got the Ouran 'feel' right and I like the direction the twins are thinking in! And I can just picture Mori and Zoro standing there and staring for a whole episode...or until Zoro falls asleep ^_^

*loves you muchly*

This is going to be so much fun *_____*