Disclaimer: This is a collaborative piece between myself and drowningsiren. We don't own Ouran High School Host Club, but we do own our OC's, Ameko and Renko.

Chapter 1: The New Girls in School

The host club was in full swing. All the hosts were present, except for two particular third-years.

"I wonder where Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai could be…." Tamaki mused out loud. All of the other hosts just shook their heads, having no idea of where the elder members had gone to.

Just then, the two in question walked into the room, Honey in the lead.

"Tama-chan! Tama-chan!" He ran over to the blonde. "You won't believe what just happened to me and Takashi in class today!"

"Hm? What is it, Honey-sempai?"

Honey opened his mouth to answer, when both of the doors on the entrance to the music room were blown off of their hinges, leaving only a pair of silhouettes standing in the clearing smoke.

One of them seemed to be holding something in her hand, and the other had her foot in the air.

"Always aim for the weakest part of the door!" The silhouette with its foot in the air said in a feminine, and rather loud, voice.

"I still don't see why you used your foot. I had the battering ram right here, Ameko….." The other said in a bored voice.

"Silence! I just wanted to kick the door down!"

"So…..no B&E?"

"Hell no. I just wanted to kick down the door."

The smoke had almost totally cleared, and the two figures that the host club saw really, well, floored them.

The one who had kicked down the door, "Ameko" as she had been called, was wearing a tie-dyed shirt, its color a bright shade of amethyst. Slung across her back was a case for some kind of strange instrument. She also had on some baggy pants and sandals. Her glasses glinted with her triumph over the puny door.

The other was a bit more….dark. She wore a black hooded jacket that had cat ears built into the hood. It covered a plain white tank top, which was worn over a red plaid skirt, fishnet tights, and tall buckled boots. Her ears were covered with lots of silver piercings, and her eyes were heavily shadowed in a dark color, to draw attention to her emerald eyes.

"Maybe we should apologize, Ameko. We did just bust down someone's door for kicks." The dark girl said.

"What? Sorry Renko, I saw a butterfly."

The girl shook her head and turned towards the stunned crowd. "Sorry about that. It's our first day, and after three Grande sized coffees, Ameko can be a bit……overzealous."

Tamaki and the others stared at the battering ram still in the girl's black-clawed clutches. "You helped…."

The girl shook her head. "Of course I didn't." She smiled at the blonde boy. "You didn't see me actually hit the door, now did you? You just assumed that I did, because I have this in my hands. Shame on you for jumping to conclusions like that….you hurt my feelings….." The whole time, she was making elaborate hand gestures, to distract Tamaki while she disposed of evidence.

Kyoya spoke up. "May I ask what you ladies are doing here? Judging by your appearance, you don't attend Ouran…."
Honey popped back up. "That's what I've been trying to tell you guys! They just transferred into our class!"

The dark dressed girl walked up to Kyoya and shook his hand. "It's a pleasure. My name is Renko Akutabi. That other girl is my sister, Ameko Akutabi." Then she did something surprising. She smiled. But as she pointed to the direction of her sibling, she noticed that said sibling was missing.

"OMG! Where did she go?!" The panicked hosts began forming a search party.

"Relax" Renko sighed, "If she attacks you, you can distract her with something shiny- or with strawberries… or if you happen to have a couple of homosexual guys who don't mind putting on a show just lying around……."

Hikaru and Karou took that as their cue, and immediately began putting on the moves.

But, Ameko wasn't paying attention to them….but, before the twins could get depressed, Renko shouted, "Omigod, Ameko! There's these two hot guys that are all over each other over here!"

"NANI?!" Her head snapped around, and she subsequently fell off of the chair she was sitting in to stare off into space. She let out a weak, pitiful "ow….."

Renko turned to Kyoya. "So, what exactly is this?"

"This? This is a host club, miss Renko."

"Ah. I was looking for the black magic club….."

Tamaki immediately took three big steps away from her. "A nice girl like you shouldn't be involved in such things!" He pointed his finger and yelled at the oddly dressed Renko.

Renko's eyes narrowed. "You dare to tell me what to do, mortal?"

All of a sudden, the sky went dark, and thunder and lightning filled the sky.

Tamaki tried to run, but there was no escaping the girl's wrath.

Renko dramatically pointed her finger at Tamaki. "I hereby curse you, Tamaki!"

Tamaki started screaming and ran for the nearest closet. An extremely convenient closet.

Suddenly a voice called out to the group. "Did I hear someone was looking for the black magic club…..?"

Renko turned towards the sound, and discovered a boy in a cloak with a puppet that looked like a cat on his hand.

"This girl was, Nekozawa-sempai." Kyoya addressed the man.

Nekozawa looked at Renko and walked over and took her hand. "My dear, your beauty surpasses that of shadows in the moonlight, your essence is like that of a curse, a curse that grips my heart and strangles me with the strength of the dark god himself….." He gently kissed her hand.

Everyone in the room went silent.

"That….." Renko began, "That was the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said to me……."

Everyone standing soon made contact to the floor. The shock of such a reaction pulsed through the club. Honey was the first to stand. "Didn't Renge-chan say…that occult terms were….bad?"

Suddenly a strange music echoed throughout the room. Their attention was called to the other girl, who was sitting on one of the coffee tables, strumming an aged sitar.

"Behold…" she called in a narrator-esque voice, "Two star-crossed lovers have finally met their destiny, heralding the age of Aquarious-" She was interrupted by an object that smacked her in the forehead.

Renko stood back up from her throw, obviously pleased with herself.

Ameko sat up, and grabbed the offending object. She examined the wooden cat. "It's so…….kyoot!" She then proceeded to hug the thing.

One of the twins looked at Renko with a raised eyebrow. "I don't think that's how you're supposed to use that…" they chorused. "Trust us, we know."

Renko retorted, "I wrote her name on the back first."

"No you didn't…" Her sister piped up. "You wrote 'strawberry pocky'…."

"Well, I couldn't have my sister have misfortune befall her, now could I?" She smiled. "That was the one I'm going to use to wipe strawberry pocky off of the face of the Earth."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" Her sister fell to her knees in angst. "Not my pocky! Why, my sister, why?"

"That's what you get for being weird outside of the house."

SF15: Well, siren, that was our first chappy. Yay! XD

ds: I feel sorry for the pocky though………………….

SF15: .........................................You'll get over it.