[center][h3][color=gray][u]Dimitri Volkova[/u][/color][/h3][/center]

The day had been relatively peaceful for the third year Russian. Well, it was as peaceful as peaceful could get in this school. Only a few people dared bother Dimitri in his, in their eyes, silent vigil. After all, why bother the looming figure at the back of the room when you can ask the nice class president if he saw where something was? Dimitri was used to this kind of treatment, and frankly, he didn't mind anymore. Though there would be certain points in the day where someone approached him to ask something before scurrying away once they're finished.

The bell rung and the teachers dismissed them. Dimitri packed his things and exited the room with his classmates. As he headed for his locker, someone slapped him on the back. He then peered over to the male beside him who was wearing a smile. [color=gray]"Daithi, is there something you need?"[/color] He asked. Daithi was one of the members of the Kendo Club and one of his few friends within this school. He was in the same year but a different class; Daithi wasn't exactly the brightest bulb out of all of them but he was smart enough to inherit his father's company so there's that.

[color=39b54a]"Nothing man. Just walking with you to the Kendo Club."[/color] Daithi replied with a shrug.

Dimitri blinked before shaking his head. [color=gray]"I'm not going to the Kendo Club."[/color] Daithi looked at him with his head tilted sidewards, silently asking why he's not going to his own club when it was the first day. Summer had been fun, yes, but they didn't see each other as frequently as one would expect. [color=gray]"It's the first meeting of the Host Club. I'm attending."[/color] Dimitri continued. It was a known fact that he had been planning to join, and has joined, the Host Club in Ouran for the sole reason of making more friends - friends outside the Kendo Club. While he originally expected more resistance from his clubmates, they accepted it wholeheartedly, claiming that 'Mori-senpai' had also done that.

[color=39b54a]"Ah, gotcha."[/color] However, Daithi continued walking with him. Dimitri didn't say anything and they walked in silence for a couple of moments before the kendo club member spoke up once more, [color=39b54a]"Heard that girl Azura Lunarie's the one who would take over. I don't think it's such a good idea. Remember what happened to her? Studied at home for the remainder of last year because of some emergency or something like that. That girl carries some bad stuff Dimitri."[/color]

Of course he remembers. The news blew up in school since these were simply special circumstances and it rarely happened. [color=gray]"I do not care about this information."[/color] He said as they reached the lockers and then they began changing in their respective outfits. Daithi donned the Kendo Club uniform while Dimitri settled for a simple long sleeved button up shirt, pants, sneakers and a long jacket that had become one of his signature clothing. [color=gray]"She would have not returned if she was still bothered by this correct?"[/color] 

Daithi shrugged. [color=39b54a]"Hey, I'm just repeating what I heard."[/color] He then patted his friend's arm once more and then they exchanged farewells and went on their separate ways.

However, Dimitri's reasoning isn't simply because he wanted some friends - it was also to help out. While he did say that he doesn't care about the rumors surrounding Azura, he was quite worried that she was still going through some painful things. Perhaps he could do his best to help her get through it. After all, he didn't like seeing people with a long face. Maybe he'll also come across some other hosts or hostesses that also were in need of someone to lend an ear, which he would happily give.

Stuffing his hands inside his jacket's pockets, he quickly made his way to Music Room no. 3. He remembered his first time going there. He was assaulted by a mass of rose petals and a serene atmosphere inside. Familiar faces such as Haruhi Fujioka, Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin were there - they had been in his year before they were accelerated due to excellent grades. Tamaki Suoh, the previous King, had gladly explained to him what was going on in there which cleared things up for the Russian - but he soon brushed it aside.

It's funny, how he didn't resolve to join at that time. Well, better late than never correct? He began to slow his pace once he saw the plate name above the door that showed that the room was, indeed, there. He saw a flash of red disappear inside along with a voice singing along something. Dimitri arrived just as the doors closed. He took a deep breath and the turned the knob and entered. The room was empty - it felt way different from what he had felt before. With no customers and the previous club members gone, it just felt different.

His red eyes flashed towards the woman that had just entered. It was Azura Lunarie, there was no mistaking it. He had at least known what she had looked like before joining. He silently closed the door behind him and then moved to an empty seat. Once he caught the woman's attention, he would then say - [color=gray]"Good afternoon."[/color] - and then would sit himself down. He had never formally met her or the other club members. Here's to hoping that they would be as nice as he thought they would be. He was sure to see some students in his year as he heard that Amanda - a student of his year - was also planning on joining, the information given by one of his clubmates at the Kendo Club. He then leaned back on the chair and awaited a formal start.