I am terribly sorry that I haven't worked on my other story lately…It is officially on hold for now until I can get inspiration to finish it…But, for now, I'll give you another story to appease you all. Enjoy "Mirror Image" ^.^

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club in any way, shape or form.

The afternoon bell signaled the end of free period. I was so lost in my music, that I almost didn't hear it. As I gathered my folders that were completely overflowing with sheet music, I rushed out of the empty class room and down the hallway to my next class.

"Man…I really need to pay more attention to the time while studying my music…" I mentally scolded myself.

My name is Casey Klinger. It's been almost 3 months since my family and I moved to Japan from America. I'm finally understanding the language much better, with very little difficulty. I'm loving it here! It's a beautiful place, and moving here was a great adventure! However, I don't normally associate with too many people. I like to keep to myself most of the time to focus on studying my music and get into a music college in Japan; I'm aiming for Tokyo College of Music and to play my instrument the entire way; my beloved French Horn.

However, that's very far into the future. And, the only way to get there is to push myself farther and farther every day!

The day brushed past slowly. It felt as if each class dragged on and on without end. Finally, last period ended, and I was free to do whatever I pleased for an hour. As I gathered my things to leave the class room, I overheard some girls chatting in the corner.

"So, are you going to the Host Club today?" a girl asked.

"Of course! Aren't you?" another sounded.

"I wouldn't miss it!"

"Well, then let's go!"And with that, they all rushed out of the room in a blur, giggling and gossiping as usual. Host Club? What's that? I thought on the subject as I made my way to my empty classroom to go over some sheet music for a concert that was happening in a few days. I hadn't done much exploring of the school, and since I didn't know of any music rooms, I didn't think using an empty classroom in the middle of nowhere to be much of a bother.

I pulled a folder out of my bag labeled "Concert Music" and made a make-shift stand with it by propping it up on a window sill. I went over to where I kept my Horn in the room and took it out of its case, taking it back over to the chair I had set up in front of the window. I took a deep breath before playing one long note to get a feel for the room acoustics and to get my lips warmed up.

Once I was all warmed up, I nodded to myself before opening my sheet music. I had a lot to go through. We were performing 7 pieces, and I only had an hour to go through all of them. I put everything in concert-order and decided to start with the very first song that features myself; Horn Concerto No. 1 in E-flat Major Op. 11, by Richard Strauss.

I took a deep breath and began my solo. I soared over all the notes gracefully, making sure to note all the accidentals and the dynamic markings. The accompaniment played in my head as I finished my solo in the beginning. I glided over the melody easily, for I loved the peace so much and I played it often. I flew past the first half with a breeze. Then, came the tougher part which involved a few runs and high notes. But, I managed to go through them easily, slipping up only once during a harder run.

I played through the entire first movement…well, almost the entire thing. Right when I was finishing the last few notes, I happened to look in the reflection of the window and thought I saw someone…no, two someones…standing in the doorway. As I whipped around, I saw the faint blur of two people running away from the door and footsteps taking off down the hallway. I tensed up at the thought that someone was spying on me while I was practicing. I decided to pack everything up quickly and put my horn back in it's place in the room and call it a day. I wasn't about to continue playing when I knew that I was heard by two by-passers.

I grabbed my things and took off down the hallway and out of the school. Guess my practicing is going to have to wait.

Later that night, after I had eaten supper and gone to bed, I thought back on that topic those few girls were discussing today.

"What's a Host Club…?" I thought. "And why were those two girls so excited about it?" I decided that it wasn't important and drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

The next morning was like any other. I got up, dressed myself in that dreadful uniform, ate a small breakfast, and left for school. I hated this uniform. It was a pain to wear to walk to school. Actually, it was a pain to wear all the time. I would much rather wear the boys' uniform. It looks much more comfortable…Oh well. I guess it can't be helped.

As I walked into the school, I noticed that something was a little…off. People were almost staring at me with grins and amusement. I hid my face a bit and made my way to Home Room quickly. I was starting to think that my two "spies" from yesterday were…talking. I sat down at my desk and forcefully ignored the people in the corners whispering about me.

Then, my worst nightmare came true. Someone approached me. They weren't at my desk yet, so I decided to make a run for it out the door. I got up and made a bee-line for the door. When I got out of the room, I was so determined to get away from that group of people, that I collided with someone. They caught my shoulders before I fell back.

"Woah! Are you alright?" they said. I didn't look up at them. I just wanted to run away.

"I-I'm so s-sorry!" I stuttered. I bowed quickly before taking off down the hallway.

"What's going on! Why is everybody talking to me all of a sudden! They didn't pay any mind to me before…" I thought as I rounded a corner and practically collapsed on the floor to my knees. I was panting so heavily, I didn't hear the footsteps approaching me from around the corner. Before I got a chance to get up, they put their hand out to me. I looked up slowly to see a petite boy with dark brown hair reaching his hand out to me.

"Are you alright, Miss?" he said. I hesitantly took his hand and stood up. I brushed myself off before looking him in the eyes.

"Y-Yeah…Thank you," I said. "Um…"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Where are my manners?" he said. "My name is Haruhi. Haruhi Fujioka! And, you are…?"

"C-Casey…" I replied nervously. "Casey Klinger." This guy seemed different. He reminded me of a girl.

"Oh, so you must be the musician that Hikaru and Kaoru were talking about," he replied with a smile. "Nice to meet you."

"Hikaru and Kaoru?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah…you haven't met them?" He asked. I just shook my head and he smiled at me. "Well, why don't you come by the Host Club today in Music Room #3. I'll introduce you." Okay, it's official. This guy is definitely a girl…

"Um…The Host Club? Is that what all those other girls were gawking about earlier?" I asked.

"Most likely. Just come by at 3 o'clock. Don't be late!" He winked at me and turned to leave. I had to ask…

"Um, excuse me…" I said. He turned around. "Um…how did you get that uniform?"

"What…do you mean?" he asked. He seemed puzzled.

"Well…you're a girl…right?" I asked. He just looked at me with shock.

"Well…actually…I-" Our conversation was cut off by the sound of the bell that signaled the changing of classes.

"Oh! I really need to get to class. See you later, Fujioka-san!" And with that, I went off on my own to my next class, leaving the strange girl with the boys' uniform in a daze.

I couldn't wait for the rest of the day to be over. I wanted to know what this 'Host Club' was all about. And, who were Hikaru and Kaoru? Were they the two people who saw me yesterday and spread the word about me as a musician? I had to know. I didn't really know what to expect.

Lunch time rolled around sooner than expected, and I soon found myself sitting in the same place I normally sit to eat; by myself at a table in the corner, away from everybody else. I pulled out my bento (Boxed-lunch for those of you who didn't know) and started eating. Today I happened to pack one of my favorite lunches; Teriyaki Chicken over steamed rice and a side of Inarizushi (A type of sushi that's often packed in Bento Lunches). I was just about to take a bite of my food when I noticed somebody calling my name.

"Hey, Casey!" I looked over to find that Fujioka girl waving towards me. I smiled and motioned her to come sit with me. She happily came over and placed her Bento next to mine.

"Hey there, Fujioka-san!" I said happily. She just shook her head.

"Just call me Haruhi. Since you've figured it out so quickly," she said with a smirk.

"So, you are a girl, then?" I said, more as a statement than a question. She just nodded.

"Yeah, I am. I'm surprised you figured it out so quickly," she said. "How did you notice?"

"I don't really know. I just kind of had a hunch," I said. I wasn't even so sure myself how I figured it out.

"So, did you make your decision on coming to the Host Club after school today?" she asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm coming. I wanted to find out what all the girls in my class go nuts over every day," I said with a smirk. "Plus, I think you said that your club is in a Music Room, isn't it?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yes, it is. Why do you ask?" she replied.

"Well," I started. "I've been using an empty classroom as my own personal music room. But, it's not the best place to play an instrument. I was hoping that maybe I could use your club room every once in a while to practice. I have a concert in a couple days, and I really need to practice as much as possible. Would you think it would be okay?"

Haruhi thought for a moment before happily replying, "Of course it's alright! I'll have to speak to our club president, but I don't think he'll have a problem at all, since he's a musician himself."

I grinned madly, happy with the fact that I have an actual music room to practice in.

We sat, talking about this and that. Most of our conversations were Haruhi explaining the Host Club to me, and how she got involved with it. I learned that their president's name was Tamaki Suoh, and that the two boys who saw me, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, were actually twins who were out exploring during free period and heard me playing my instrument.

"So, you actually were mistaken for a male when you first came to the school?" I asked.

"Yeah…" she replied with a chuckle. "Then, when the Host Club started making assumptions that I wanted to actually be a guest there, I accidentally backed into a vase and broke it…owing them about 8 million yen." She rubbed the back of her head nervously.

"Wow!" I said. "How did you repay them back?" I asked.

"Well, that's a really long story. Too long to explain right now," she explained. "It's almost time to change classes. I'll just see you after school, alright?" I nodded and gathered up my bento.

"Alright. See you after school, Haruhi!" I said with a smile. With that, we parted ways once again to our classes.

3 O'clock rolled around faster than I had anticipated, and before I knew it, I found myself trudging up multiple sets of stairs in the Grade Level building of Ouran Academy to find the Host Club in Music Room #3 at the end of the east hallway.

I walked all the way down the hallway to Music Room #3, feeling very worn out from this stupid uniform.

"I really wish this wasn't so bulky and hot…" I thought out loud. I sighed before reaching for the door and opening it slowly. As I did so, a flush of rose petals blew against my face and I was greeted by a group of handsome boys known to be the members of the Ouran Host Club.

"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club," they all said in unison. I stared in amazement as the blonde boy, who I thought to be the president, walked up to me.

"Welcome, princess," he said. "You're even more stunning in person. Haruhi has told us a lot about you…Casey Klinger." He held a rose out to me as he said my name. I felt my face flush a tiny bit, but I smiled happily and said,

"I'm glad to be here!"

"Hikaru and Kaoru tell me you're a musician," Tamaki said. I looked over at the twins who were both grinning at me mischievously. I nodded slowly.

"Yes…I play a few instruments," I replied quietly.

"A few?" Tamaki asked. "Which ones?"

"French Horn/Mellophone, Flute, and piano," I replied.

"Wow, that's amazing," Tamaki said in astonishment. It really wasn't…

"Not really. There are a lot more people that play better than I do at all of those instruments. I'm still learning…I'm not that good yet," I said.

"You sounded pretty good to us!" the twins said in unison. I looked over at them.

"We've never heard anyone play a French Horn before," the one said.

"So when we heard you playing like that…" the other continued.

"We instantly fell in love with the sound!" they finished together. I blushed.

"Thank you…" I said with a smile. I had been fiddling with the collar of my dress for a while during the conversation, and they must have noticed this.

"Casey, would you like something else to change into? We have a spare boys' uniform…" Haruhi asked. I looked at her and smiled.

"I'm sorry, was it that obvious? These uniforms aren't the most comfortable…" I said.

"Hikaru. Kaoru. Go fetch the spare uniform for our guest," Tamaki ordered with a snap of his fingers.

"But, won't you be getting other guests soon?" I asked. "I don't want to be a bother if you need to set up for them."

"All of our club activities will still go as scheduled," the boy with the glasses stated. He pushed his glasses up with his finger. "Besides, we cannot leave a guest uncomfortable. They must feel comfortable while visiting the Host Club and happy. The happiness of our guests is our first priority."

As the twins came back with the spare uniform, I went into the other room to change. I pulled the curtains closed and started changing. Surprisingly, the uniform fit me quite well. It even made my chest look less busty. If it weren't for my long hair, I would be mistaken for a male in an instant.

"You almost done?" I heard two voices say. It made me jump right away. I pulled the curtains back to see the twins standing against the wall waiting. When they noticed me, they quickly came up to me.

"Are you sure it's okay for me to use this uniform?" I asked them. They just stared at me blankly. "Um…is something wrong?" I asked, waving my hand in front of their faces.

"If it weren't for your hair…" the one said.

"You could totally pull off being a guy at this school," the other finished.

I just laughed a bit. They stared at me with puzzled looks before I said,

"It's nothing. It's just that I was thinking the same thing. Also, who's who? I didn't get a chance to ask earlier."

"I'm Hikaru!" Hikaru said.

"And I'm Kaoru," Kaoru stated. Then, without warning, they slinked their arms around me and proceeded in dragging me back to the other room. I didn't even have a chance to object before I was shoved into the main room.

The others were busily setting up tables and chairs for their hosting and didn't even notice me come in. So, I decided to quietly slip over to a window and gaze out into the courtyard for a bit.

"Comfortable?" I heard someone say. I turned around to see Haruhi smiling at me. I smiled back.

"Yes, a lot more, thank you," I said with a smile.

"You really like to keep to yourself, don't you? You can come over and talk, you know," she said.

"I know. I just haven't been sociable for a long time. So, this is a little new to me…being in a large group like this, I mean," I explained.

"Well, you should be more sociable. I felt the same way when I came here," Haruhi said. "I felt that studying was the only important thing I could do during school. But, I found out that it's fun to be sociable and you'll still have time to study as well."

"Haru-chan~!" I heard a voice sound. Suddenly, I saw a…little boy…clinging off of Haruhi?

"Honey-sempai!" Haruhi exclaimed as she spun around a few times before regaining her balance.

"Honey-sempai?" I said.

"Hi~! My name's Mitskuni Haninozuka! But you can just call me Honey-sempai! You want to go have some cake with me?" He looked like he was still in grade school…But he was so cute!

"Maybe later, Honey-sempai, Okay?" I said nicely. He smiled widely before being picked up by an extremely tall boy with dark black hair. I stared up at him in astonishment. "Wow…you're tall…"

"This is Takeshi!" Honey-sempai said.

Takeshi placed his hand on my head and very lightly tussled my hair before smiling slightly and saying,

"Mori."

"Mori-sempai," I repeated. "Nice to meet you."

"I suppose I haven't properly introduced myself, Mademoiselle," I heard someone say. It was the boy with black hair and glasses. "My name is Kyoya Ootori, third son to the Ootori family."

"Well, now that introductions are over, how would you like to see how the Host Club works, princess?" Tamaki said, walking over to us. I smiled.

"As long as you stop calling me princess. Casey will work just fine," I said with a wink. He nodded before waving his hand over to the doors.

"Our guests are coming," he said.

And with that, I spent the rest of my day with the Host Club, learning exactly why all the girls were so fascinated by this club. It was a great way to pass time, and meet new people. I could get used to this.

I wonder…

Whew! Well, there you have it! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I'm pretty pleased with this one. It's kind of special for me, since I only ever wrote one Ouran fic in the past and it was just a simple one-shot. Yes, I know, a lot of it was just introduction. I promise that there will be more going on in the second chapter. So, tell me what you think!

So, to answer any questions, Yes, this is me and I DO play those instruments. And the piece mentioned and played by myself is actually a piece that I own for an audition that's coming up in a few months. If you want, you can look it up and listen to it. It's actually quite nice!

Well, that's all! I'm looking forward to hear your comments! See you next chapter!

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Ciao! ^.^