A/N- Another Ouran Fanfic! I just love writing for this anime (I have a problem, I know).

The air was filled with music as one hears the patter of bare feet hitting the ground. With grace and beauty, the dancer glided across the floor as her instructor watched, catching a mistake in her choreography.

"Chihiro, you're still going a little too fast. It's better than from the beginning, but slow down. Listen to the beat."

"I know, Kouta, but you know that I'm not too fond of slower songs."

"This is why you're dancing to it. So you can strengthen that weakness of yours."

"Ugh..."

"I know. I think that's enough for today. You've done very well, so rest up. Spend some time with your friends. And say hi to Haruhi for me."

"Will do." With that, she left the dance studio and headed to meet up with her best friend.

Haruhi was sitting in her living room, looking over her books when she heard someone knocking at her door. She wasn't expecting company, therefore she only dreaded who it would be. Reluctantly, she got up and shuffled to answer the door. When she answered, she found herself face to face with someone she hasn't seen since the previous year.

"Chihiro!"

"Haruhi!" The aspiring lawyer squeezed her in a hug, giggling.

"I didn't expect you, what are you doing here?"

"To see you, of course." She entered the apartment and the two sat down. "You look good. How have you been?"

"I've been good. It looks like you're doing amazing too. You cut your hair, and it was so pretty long."

"It's easier to manage for dance."

"You're still dancing?"

"Yup. I'm under private instruction with Kouta. He wants you to learn how to dance."

"Fat chance. No way in hell."

"I know. So, how's it going at Ouran now that you're a second year?"

"It's pretty much the same as last year. I've gotten used to the quirks."

"And the Host Club?"

"A lot more capricious and crazy now. But, it's still fun."

"Good. I'm glad that there's something at school that can make you smile honestly."

Morinozuka Takashi was a man of few words and shows very little emotion. However, it doesn't mean that he is indifferent to everything. Such as today. He planned on training at the dojo for a few hours, followed by a quick shower and another hour of meditation. Afterwards, he was going to spend his evening studying. But, all of that was not going to happen because of certain blond that didn't know the meaning of words "I'm busy this weekend". So, there he was, sitting in the limo with his cousin, irritation rolling off of his body in massive amounts.

"I know, Takashi, but Tama-chan really wanted to see Haru-chan, and we haven't had an actual day as solely club members to catch up."

"She doesn't like surprise visits."

"Yeah, Haru-chan will destroy us."

The taller one sighed, recalling another reason for his irritation and stress. Recently, his parents told him that they will be beginning to search for a suitable bride for him. He didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage, but he couldn't really oppose it since he wasn't dating anyone. He knew that was always an option, but he had hoped they would be a little more patient. "You're certain you want to marry Reiko, right?"

"Yes. This is about what Auntie and Uncle said, right?"

"Ah."

"It'll be okay. They'll consider your opinion."

"I hope so."

Haruhi and Chihiro were sitting in the living room, Haruhi's homework now completely forgotten. "How are the kids?"

"Which ones?"

"All of them."

"My god, they're as rowdy as ever, but they're great. Chiaki, though, asked about sex, and since I'm the oldest, it really threw me in for a loop."

"How old is she now?"

"She's eight. Why the hell does an eight-year-old want to know about sex?"

"I bet. But, you're around children all the time. You work at a daycare. How the hell aren't you tired of them yet?"

"They're too cute."

"You haven't changed in that aspect. Are the twins okay?"

"Yeah. They're learning to not fight now, meaning they're starting to see the differences between them."

"They're two, right?"

"Yup. They'll be turning three in a couple of months."

"When am I gonna see Hideo and Hiroko?"

"Next weekend. Anyway, when are you gonna get a boyfriend?"

"Chi!"

"I'm serious! Do you have any idea how many guys confessed to you all of junior high? What are you gonna do, stay single until you graduate college?"

"What about you? When are you gonna date?"

"I don't have time for that. I have my studies, plus music and dance. Not to mention my job at the daycare and my kids and the kids at the orphanage. Where the hell would I squeeze in a boyfriend?"

"And you're scolding me about it?"

"You got plenty of free time on your hands. You can't stay with your books all the time. Even lawyers date."

"Shut up." At that, there was another knock at the door, causing Haruhi to pale yet again. When she heard that familiar, yet obnoxious voice, she nearly slammed her face to the floor. "Oh, no. It's them."

"Who? The Host Club?"

"Haruhiii! Let us in!" the voice called.

"Unfortunately."

"Oh, just let them in."

"But-"

"They're here to see you, be a good hostess."

"Can't you do it?"

"Ugh, fine, since you're being a big baby about it." Chihiro got up and headed towards the door. When she answered it, she was greeted by six attractive faces, all stunning her for a moment. However, none of them caught her eye like the tallest of the group. Beautifully messy black hair accompanied by a stormy gaze. Tall and lean, his muscles seeming to move on their own underneath his skin. She knew his type. Athletic and strong. Powerful and reliable. Beautiful...

"Who are you?" one of them asked. A blond with European traces in his looks.

"Kanazawa Chihiro, Haru's best friend. You must be the Host Club I heard about."

And he was instantly in her face. "Haruhi has girlfriends?! I didn't know this! Do you two talk about make up and boys and such?!"

Tamaki. "You're definitely as obnoxious as she says. Just get your asses in here."

With that, they entered and Tamaki rushed straight to poor Haruhi, crushing her in a hug. "Oh, Haruhi, my sweet daughter! Did you miss your daddy?"

"Senpai, get off of me. What are you guys doing here anyway?"

"Well," one of the twins began. Hikaru.

"we wanted to see you," the other finished. Kaoru.

"You could have called! There's a reason why we have cellphones. Kyoya-senpai, didn't I tell you to explain that concept to him?"

"I did try to explain it to him, but he's an idiot," said man answered. "He wasn't going to listen."

"Kyoya, you're so mean..." Tamaki pouted.

"We brought cake, though, Haru-chan. So, you can't send us away," Honey said.

"Yeah. At least have some cake."

"Even you, Mori-senpai?" She sighed. "I'll go make tea."

Suddenly, Chihiro broke out into peals of laughter, catching everyone off guard. They all stared at her until she calmed down, but even then, she was still giggling. "They're as eccentric as you said. I've never seen you so animated with others in forever. I'm glad that you're enjoying yourself now." She smiled warmly at the boys, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "And thank you guys, for taking care of her, and making her smile earnestly."

Mori stared at the stranger that was expressing her gratitude towards them. He was stunned by her beauty when she answered the door, and even more enchanted when she smiled. She seemed to sparkle due to the hidden tears that fought to escape. She was small in stature, but filled out in curves. She held the grace of a dancer but hidden beneath her skin was deceptively powerful muscles. Muscles of a fighter. Her gorgeously messy chestnut locks styled in an undercut, exposing a seemingly delicate neck. Her bluish eyes had locked onto his and he fell under their spell. He felt like she was a forbidden fruit, something he yearned for, desired, but could not have. She was a beautiful work of art that could not even be gazed at for too long, or she would be ruined. He had never felt anything like this before, something that she only seemed to do to him. Sure, he has seen many beautiful girls, but none had ever made him react in such a way like this.

How did this second year, a girl he had just met, bring him to his knees?

Honey noticed this change in his cousin, and realized what it meant. Now, he was making it his mission to bring these two strangers together. As everyone took their seats, he made sure Mori sat next to Chihiro, much to the taller's delight and chagrin. He got to be closer to her, but he also got to be closer to her. Meaning he will have to be careful with how he acts.

"So, Chi-chan, how long have you known Haru-chan?"

"I knew her since we were kids. We met in grade school."

"I was being picked on by some of the kids, and she came up and just started yelling at them. After that, we became really close."

"Oh, I bet Ranka-san and your parents were delighted to see you two get along," Tamaki said.

Chihiro only looked down at her tea, a sad smile on her face. "I don't know..."

"What do you mean?"

"My mother died when I was a baby and my father abandoned me. I'm an orphan."