"Kaoru? Are you ready?" He turned to his friend beside him, smiling down as they walked hand in hand towards Ouran academy. Today the two of them were students at the prestigious school. The smaller brunette beside him wore lose blue slacks and a white collared shirt covered in a baggy brown sweater. He wore his only pair of black pants and a white shirt hastily buttoned and tucked in.
"Ready as always Haruhi, I'm just glad both of us got a scholarship here, you were right to suggest we asked about it."
They entered into what seemed to be the main building, making their way to the chairmans office. Everything they saw reminded them of why public school and private school are so vastly different; the chandeliers, the well polished door handles, the classical music playing softly in the background.
"Ah, you two must be the honour students!" A loud excitable voice came from behind them causing Haruhi to jump slightly. They turned towards the man, blonde with a hint of mischief to him.
"Yes, pleased to meet you, sir."
The man smirked, obviously noticing something.
"Ah it is a pleasure to have you two remarkably intelligent students in my academy, Fujioka. Anyway, I'm Chairman Suoh."
Introductions soon out of the way, the chairman guided them to their classroom, 1-A. They knocked on the door entering to a class of eyes staring bewilderedly at them. Haruhi stepped forward first, tucking a strand of her long hair behind her ear.
"Hello, my name is Haruhi Fujioka, please take care of me."
"You can sit next to Hitachiin, Fujioka. Please raise your hand for her."
Only when she saw the boys face as she sat down beside him did she realise why everyone was so bewildered. She blinked, she wasn't imagining this right? Why did this guy look exactly like her best friend?
"Um, I'm Kaoru Hitachiin. I'm a honour student like Haruhi, please take care of us both."
"You can sit next to Miss Fujioka, Kaoru." He went to step forward, halting when he noticed what the teacher had just called him.
"Excuse me, but why do you use my first name and not Haruhi's?"
The teacher smiled, realising Kaoru had yet to notice why he was currently the focus of attention.
"That's because we already have a Hitachiin in the class, isn't that so, Hikaru?"
As Kaoru walked towards his seat, the students stared. He was shocked too, it wasn't every day you meet someone that looks like you and this Hikaru was strikingly similar.
"Kaoru? What is going on? Why does he look like you?" Haruhi had asked as soon as their first lesson was over, it was obvious she had been itching to ask. Honestly, he had no idea how to answer. He shrugged, scratching his head in the process.
The break between the first and second lesson were short, just 5 minutes to prepare for maths and for their maths teacher to make their way to the classroom.
He was a tall man, with sharp cheekbones and a narrow nose underneath square glasses.
"Hello class, I'll be your maths teacher for the year, so today we'll be learning about Pythagoras' Theorem."
The lesson flew by easily, they all knew what Pythagoras' Theory was and could easily use it effectively. Haruhi and Kaoru packed away their books under the desk and stood to walk to the library.
It took them nearly five minutes before they could find one and it was so noisy in there you couldn't study. Haruhi sighed, but they pushed on, hoping to find a library to study in.
"Do rich kids come to school just to socialise?" Haruhi was slightly agitated, by slightly that means very.
"They're rich enough to buy their grades," Kaoru look down at the corridor noticing a door with no sound coming out of it. "Maybe we can study in there?"
"Music room 3, huh? Maybe it's not in use?"
It was Haruhi who opened the door. The smell of roses filling the immediate air as what seemed to be rose petals flew towards the two of them.
"Welcome to the host club." A small choir of voices chirped in harmony. A tall blond man, excited to see a new face came bounding over.
"Hikaru! Who is this young lady?" Haruhi wondered who he reminded her of, he was strikingly similar to someone. Kaoru blinked, okay so it was clear these people know this Hikaru guy.
"This is Haruhi Fujioka, Tamaki, she is one of the honour students." The guy in the glasses pushed them up as he spoke with certainty and elegance.
"Honour student? Tell me, what's your type? The strong, silent type or Mori-Senpai? The Loli-shota boy, Honey-senpai? The cool type, Kyoya? The mischievous type, Hikaru? Or perhap, the princely type, Moi!"
Haruhi burst out laughing, Kaoru struggling to hold back a laugh.
"Did you hear that Kaoru? This guy called himself a prince! How pretentious are these rick kids."
The guy they now knew to be Kyoya smirked. The door clicked startling them and distracting the club from their momentary confusion.
"Uh sorry I'm late boss."
"Hika-chan?"
The hosts stood silent as the processed what happened. Slowly, they turned to face the new comers, looking for answers.
"Hi, I'm Kaoru, I'm also an honour student." And cue pure shock.
"It looks like this needs to be explained," the guy in the glasses spoke up, "this is-"
Soon they had all gathered around one of the hosting tables. Haruhi and Kaoru sat on one side, a cup of tea each set in front of them, the rest of the hosts on the other side of the table.
"Before we start, can we know your names?" Haruhi asked.
"Sure! I'm Tamaki Suoh, I'm a the king of the host club."
"You know you and the chairman are quite similar." She paused. "Both of you are annoyingly enthusiastic."
"Moving Tamaki's annoying personality aside, I'm Kyoya Ootori, Vice President."
"Haru-chan, Kao-chan! You can call me Honey-senpai." The shorter blond beamed.
"Senpai?"
"Despite his looks, Honey-senpai is a third year student." Kyoya smirked, "The tall guy is Takashi Morinozuka, you can call him Mori-senpai."
"Noted, nice to meet you."
With introductions aside they finally started talking,
"So, tell us exactly who you are."
"I've already said 'Suoh', my name is Kaoru. Kaoru Hitachiin."
"I can vouch he isn't some weird doppelgänger, I grew up with him." Haruhi spoke in his defence.
"How did you know I was thinking that?"
Haruhi laughed, the boss of this place seemed to be quite readable at times.
"I grew up in the same apartment as Haruhi with my mother."
"What about your father, Kao-chan?"
"Oh..." He paused "My parents got divorced when I was a baby, I've never met him."
With a snap of his fingers, all eyes landed on Kyoya.
"Hikaru, Kaoru, when is your birthday?"
The room fell silent for a split second before, simultaneously, they both replied,
"June 9th."
"What the hell?" Hikaru was dumbfounded.
"Same birthday, practically identical, Hikaru only lives with his dad, Kaoru only lives with his mother, not to mention the same last name. Perhaps, you are twins."
"Twins?" Hikaru and Kaoru shouted in surprise at Kyoya's revelation.