AN: Before it is asked, I don't know how to write full French names.

"Tell me she's okay!"

"Sweetie, she had a bad accident."

"She's going to live mother! She has to!"

"I know how you feel sweetie." Tears fell onto the young blond boy's head. His mother was holding him close as they stared at the young blonde girl, the same age as the boy, laying nearly motionless in a hospital bed. Her features were that of the boy though not covered with tears.

"Ma'am," a doctor said, walking into the room.

The blonde woman looked down at her crying son then at her daughter, who looked as though dead, hardly moving. The only way she was still breathing was from the machine she had been attached to.

"Liane Teruko Rosine de Grandtaine, please live," the woman said, standing up and kissing her fourteen year old daughter on the forehead.

The boy frowned before kissing his sister's forehead. "Please live sister. I don't want to lose you…"

They both left the room, tears falling down their cheeks.

"You are to make sure no one finds out who you truly are."

The red haired boy with purple eyes stared at the woman before him, older than him by many years.

"Am I understood Teruko? You are Teruko Naoki, the orphan with amnesia taken in by the rich family Naoki. You shall live with them and you shall have no contact with your mother. You are not to speak with your father or your brother. They can not know who you really are. You are believed to be dead by them both."

The boy bowed to the elderly woman. "Yes grandmother."

"You shall be enrolled at Ouran, in case your brother is too incompetent to take over. You will start tomorrow. You will keep that hair color. Do not let anyone else see any other color in that hair. And put these contacts in." They were blue contacts.

"Yes grandmother."

"Now leave my sight."

"Yes grandmother."

The boy bowed once more to the woman before him before leaving her office, avoiding looking at anyone, preferring to stare at the ground. Tomorrow he'd start Ouran Academy, his last year in the middle school before moving to the high school.

[Teruko's POV]

"Hello," a blond boy greeted me. He had blond hair and purple eyes.

It's been almost a year since I started school, and in a few short days it'd be summer.

I nodded to the boy in greeting.

"I'm thinking of starting up a host club next year and would be delighted if you joined."

I stared at this boy standing before me. "Why choose me?"

"You're quite the handsome young man along with being quite the rising athlete, and having a whole range of personalities would make the host club more entertaining, don't you agree?"

"I…suppose…Who else is in this 'host club' you want to start?"

"Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka who are both a year older than us, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, who are a year younger than us, and Kyoya Ootori, along with myself, Tamaki Suoh. I believe you, Teruko Naoki, would be the perfect addition to our club."

I stared at Tamaki's face, who looked like he'd be thrilled if I agreed.

I nodded. "Alright. I'll join this 'host club' that you want to start."

He cheered before putting his arm around my shoulder. "This is wonderful! I can't wait until you meet the others!"

I'm finally in my second year of high school. It's been a long time since I've come to Ouran.

The door before us started to open and we all did our usual greeting. "Welcome."

Standing at the door was a boy with brown hair and brown eyes. This caused me to blink. Why in the world would a boy come to a club that entertains women?

"Oh wow, it's a boy," Hikaru and Kaoru pointed out.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn't he?" Kyoya asked as we all, minus Tamaki, stared at the twins.

"Yeah, but he's shy," the answered together, looking at Kyoya. "He doesn't act very sociably, so we don't know much about him." They shrugged.

Kyoya seemed to smirk at that. "Well that wasn't very polite. Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honor student."

"What?" Tamaki asked, getting out of his chair. "You must be Haruhi Fujioka." Haruhi was busy trying to get out of this room. "You're the honor student we've heard about."

He stopped struggling with trying to open the door for a second. "How do you know my name?"

"Why, you're infamous," Kyoya stated. "It's not every day that a commoner gains entrance into our academy. You must have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honor student, Mr. Fujioka."

"Well uh…thank you I guess…" Haruhi stated.

"You're welcome," Tamaki told him, putting his arm around the boy's shoulders. "You're a hero to other poor people Fujioka. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy."

Haruhi was busy trying to get away from him. Tamaki just followed him.

"It must be hard for you to constantly be looked down upon by others."

"I think you're taking this poor thing too far," Haruhi stated, still trying to get away from Tamaki.

"Spurned, neglected, but that doesn't matter now. Long live the poor! We welcome you, poor man, to our world…of beauty!" He spread his arms out.

Haruhi started walking toward the door, mumbling something to himself.

"Hey!" Honey Sempai called, grabbing Haruhi by the arm and pulling him back. "Come back here Haru-chan! You must be like a superhero or something. That's so cool."

"I'm not a hero," Haruhi told him. "I'm an honor student." He seemed to think about something. "And who're you calling Haru-chan?"

"I never would've imagined the famous scholar…would be so openly gay," Tamaki said. I sat in what use to be Tamaki's chair as I watched Haruhi mumble something to himself.

"So tell me what kinda guys you're into. Do you like the strong, silent type, the boy lolita, how 'bout the mischievous type, the athletic type, or the cool type?"

"I…uh…" Haruhi started backing up. "It-it's not like that. I was just looking for a quiet place to study."

Tamaki put his hand on Haruhi's cheek, bringing own to his chin. "Or maybe…" He got close to Haruhi's face. "You're into a guy like me. What do you say?"

I'd say get out of my face, but that's just my opinion.

Haruhi backed up, hitting a stand that held an expensive vase. He tried grabbing it, but just barely missed it. The vase smashed onto the ground, breaking into many tiny pieces.

"Aww," Hikaru and Kaoru said over Haruhi's shoulder.

"We were going to going to feature that renaissance vase in an upcoming school auction," Hikaru informed Haruhi.

Kaoru joined in. "Oh, now you've done it commoner. The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at eight million yen."

"What? Eight million yen?" Haruhi then tried figuring out something on his fingers, but I had taken to watching the ceiling, so I wasn't exactly sure what he was doing.

"Uh…I'm gonna have to pay you back," Haruhi said, getting my attention off of the school's pink ceiling. Why was it pink anyway? I've always wondered that.

"With what money?" the twins asked, looking at each other with a shrug.

"You can't even afford a school uniform."

"What's with that grubby outfit you got on anyway?" Kaoru asked as Kyoya picked up a piece of broken shard.

I yawned.

"Well, what do you think we should do Tamaki?" Kyoya asked.

I put my hands on the chair, between my legs and pulled my weight onto my hands before flipping over the back of the chair right before Tamaki sat down where I had just previously been.

"There's a famous saying you may have heard Fujioka." Tamaki rested his chin on one of his hands while the other pointed at Haruhi. "'When in Rome, you should do as the Romans do.' Since you have no money you can pay with your body. That means starting today…" He looked at Haruhi, who I felt bad for. "You're the Host Club's dog."

Tamaki got up and we surrounded the new boy. He seemed to have frozen or something. Tamaki waved his hand a bit to try to get Haruhi's attention.

"Poke poke," Honey Sempai said as he poked Haruhi.

Haruhi fell over.

"Great…Guys, I think you killed him," I informed everyone, staring at the boy on the floor. "I'm not hiding the body this time."

"Have you been able to finally do that flip you wanted?" one of my customers asked.

I nodded happily, bending over to put my hands to the floor. I bent my body so now my feet were in the air. I quickly rotated my body then flipped backwards, landing on the couch opposite from where I had started, now sitting between two of my guests.

The girls squealed.

"That's so great!" one of the girls told me.

"You're so flexible."

I winked at the girls. "Only for you girls."

I swear a few passed out. Eventually Kyoya's gonna get mad at me…Ah well, it's not like any of my customers have died yet.

I continued entertaining my guests, doing a few tricks here and there when the girls ask. Even when they don't ask, I sometimes surprise them by managing to get behind them with a flip or trick and speaking into their ear. They liked when I did that.

I looked over when I heard the twins laughing though. Tamaki was in his little corner, making me sigh. I'm gonna invest in some flashlights in those corners so they aren't so dark when he goes there.

From what it looked like where I sat, Haruhi had managed to make him go to the corner, since the twins seemed to be praising him.

"Boss?" Kaoru asked as I walked over to see what was happening.

"Call me king," Tamaki interrupted.

"You can teach him all the basics of hosting…"

"But he's not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn't look the part, you know," Hikaru finished for his twin. "He's not exactly host club material, but…maybe if we took off his glasses, it'll help."

"Hey, I need those," Haruhi told Hikaru after he had taken his glasses off. Both twins stared at Haruhi. "I use to have contacts, but I lost them on the first day of school."

Mori Sempai, Honey Sempai, Kyoya, and I watched Haruhi.

Tamaki came running over, pushing Hikaru and Kaoru out of the way. He stared at Haruhi for a few seconds before snapping his finger. "Hikaru, Kaoru."

"Got it!" They saluted Tamaki before each grabbing on of Haruhi's wrists. They took off to the changing rooms, bringing Haruhi along with them.

Tamaki pointed at Kyoya, who already had his cell phone out. "Kyoya, my hair stylist." He started punching the number in. Tamaki switched to point at Mori Sempai. "Mori Sempai, go to the eye doctor and get him some contact lenses." He pointed at me, making me raise an eyebrow. "Go find those two devils and make sure they don't break anything."

I shrugged, heading to the back rooms. When I opened the door, the twins were bouncing out of the changing room before looking at each other.

"What're you doing back here Teruko?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked.

I sat down in a chair, putting my chin in my hand as I rested my elbow against the arm of the chair. "I'm here to make sure you two don't break something…again…"

"That wasn't our fault," they whined.

I rolled my eyes, a smile playing on my lips. "Sure…You didn't play catch with Tamaki's cell phone, of which you two stole from him to begin with."

"Um, Sempai?" Haruhi called.

"Aren't you done changing yet?" Tamaki asked.

I glanced over at Honey, who had eaten who knows how many plates of cake.

Haruhi pushed the curtain back, making me look up at her. "You sure it's really okay for me to keep this uniform?"

Tamaki held his face. "Cute! You're as pretty as a girl. Adorable!"

"Haru-chan you look so cute!" Honey Sempai told her.

"If we had known that's how you really looked," Hikaru started.

"We would've helped you out sooner," Kaoru finished.

I nodded to Haruhi. "It looks nice."

"Who knows," Kyoya added, putting his two cents in. "Maybe he'll draw in some customers."

"You know, that's just what I was thinking," Tamaki stated.

"Bull crap," I deadpanned.

Tamaki pointed at Haruhi. "Our errand boy is moving up in ranks. Starting today, you're an official member of the host club. I will personally train you to be a first rate host. If you can get one hundred customers to request your service, we will completely forget about your eight million yen debt."

"A host?" Haruhi asked.

"And, here's something I've been wanting to try," I said, pulling up one of my guests. She along with the rest of the girls blushed as I bent back, pulling the girl with me. One of my arms was reaching for the ground as the other was around the girl's waist. I think the only thing redder than her face would've been a tomato, and that's just barely winning.

My hand was now touching the floor, and the girl was practically on top of me. I held her close as I pulled my feet up and knocked her feet from under her, taking her with me. Right after she had been upside down, I immediately altered my body weight again so she was now sitting on the floor with me kneeling in front of her. She hadn't been upside down long enough for her dress to fall.

"Did you like my trick?" I asked into her ear, making the other girls squeal in delight. She was busy turning redder than a tomato. I smirked, getting back to my feet and bending my upper body in a stretch. "I know I enjoyed it."

She passed out, making me blink.

I didn't kill her.

I swear.

I glanced over and saw Tamaki almost killing Haruhi in a hug.

"Mori Semapi!" Haruhi called to him. "Help me!"

He pulled Haruhi form Tamaki's arms and held him up. It seemed something dawned on him as he held Haruhi.

I walked over to see what was happening.

"Mori Sempai?" Tamaki asked. "You really didn't have to go that far. Come on little one. Let Daddy give you a big hug."

"I've already got a dad," Haruhi told him. "I don't need another one."

Mori put Haruhi down and I steadied him as he lost his balance. Haruhi went to walk and stumbled, making me grab his arm as I saw him fall. I twisted our bodies and ended up in a back bend, Haruhi pulled over my body.

I blinked.

Those were breasts I felt against my own chest. However unnoticeable they were, I still felt them.

Haruhi…

Is a girl.

Girls around the room let out screams of delight at seeing us.

"Uh…Are you alright Haruhi?" I asked, blinking at her face, which wasn't too far from mine.

"Yeah…I think. Thank you Sempai."

"No problem…We haven't been formally introduced yet, have we? I'm Teruko Naoki, a second year."

"I'm Haruhi Fujioka, a first year."

I smiled. "Nice to meet you Haruhi."

"Um guys…" Hikaru started.

"You do realize what position you're in, don't you?" Kaoru asked.

I looked over at the twins before glancing around. "Oh, oops." I lifted one of my arms and put it around Haruhi's waist before pulling her upside down with me then landing on my feet, her getting settled on her own feet a bit wobbily. "Sometimes I don't even notice things like that."

I was just entertaining one of my guests, asking if she wanted to do some tricks with me before I heard a scream and something breaking. It made me look over to Haruhi's table, where I saw it had been overturned and she was now over another girl, blinking. Haruhi had nothing to do with it. I could see it in her eyes.

She was confused as to what happened.

"No Haruhi!" the girl screamed. I recognized her as one of Tamaki's customers. "Leave me alone! Somebody help! He just attacked me! Someone do something! Teach this commoner a lesson."

Letting out a sigh, I stood up and walked over as Hikaru and Kaoru poured water over Haruhi and the girl.

Haruhi moved from where she was to sit on her feet and look up at the twins.

"Why did you do that?" the girl asked.

Tamaki and I helped her stand and once she was standing, I let her go so she could face Tamaki. Tamaki brushed the hair out of her eyes.

"Do something Tamaki. Haruhi just assaulted me."

"I'm disappointed in you," he told her. "You threw his bag into the pond, didn't you?

"You don't know that," she said a little too fast for her to be innocent. "Do you have any proof that I did?"

Tamaki's hand was on her chin. "You know, you're a beautiful girl…But you aren't classy enough to be our guest dear. If there's one thing I know. Haruhi is not that kind of a man."

Really, Haruhi isn't any kind of a man. 'He' is really a woman in all honesty.

"Why Tamaki?" the girl asked before she started running. "You idiot!"

"Hmm, now how am I going to punish you?" Tamaki asked, referring back to Haruhi. "Because it is your fault after all." He pointed at her. "Your quota is now one thousand!"

"One thousand?" Haruhi asked.

Tamaki held his hand out for Haruhi. "Come on. I've got high expectations for you, my little rookie." He winked at her.

"This is the only spare uniform we have," Kyoya said, holding up a bag. "Sorry, but it's better than a wet one, right?"

Haruhi looked into the bag. "Thanks a lot you guys. I'm gonna go change."

"Haruhi?"

"Yeah?"

"So you're a girl?"

I had just come back into the room, having grabbed some milk on the way here.

"Biologically speaking, yeah."

Tamaki had just found out Haruhi was a girl. From what I can guess, he probably walked in on her changing.

She opened the curtain to show that she was in the girl's uniform this time.

Tamaki screamed, probably confused as all hell.

"Listen Sempai, I don't really care whether you guys recognize me as a boy or a girl. In my opinion, it's more important for a person to be recognized for who they are, rather than for what sex they are." She had been fixing the little bow that was around her neck as she spoke.

"Well isn't this an interesting development," Kyoya said as we all kinda watched Tamaki spazz.

"Oh yeah," the twins agreed.

"Uh, you know I have to say Sempai. I thought you were pretty cool earlier."

Tamaki turned red, and covered the lower half of his face.

"Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad." Cue Tamaki's face suddenly turning blue. It was quite comical to watch in all honesty. "I wonder how I could pull it off? I've got it!" She hit her fist into her open palm. "I'll just call everyone dude and bro now." She let out a little laugh.