I had heard about one other girl like me. That's it, just one. I'm an honors student being sent to Ouran High. My hair is black and pixie-cut, my eyes are purple, and I was dressed in long black cargo pants and a dark grey t-shirt with stitching on it. Haruhi Fujioka, the other honors student was my guide today. I knew everything about the host club and how she was accepted by pretending to be a boy. That was my ultimate goal, I looked enough like a guy to pull it off and the hosts seem like really good friends so... why not? My footsteps crunched on the gravel walkway, and I stared at the ground as I shuffled towards the large building. From a little ahead of me I heard somebody yell, "Hi there! I'm Haruhi! You must be Kurai Akumu!" My attention went to the girl in a blue suit waving at me. "Uh..hey." I replied. I always was a little socially awkward and not very good at making friends.
"Anyway, that's the school! Do you need a suit? We have extras." Haruhi had just finished giving me the grand tour. Perfect, even Haruhi thought I was a guy. It was the end of the day and Haruhi was taking me to meet the hosts. I was so nervous, yet excited at the same time. I stared up at the sign. Music room three. Haruhi opened the door and I was immediately dumbfounded by a bright light and roses flying at me! A piano and chimes played in the background, and my mind was blank. Finally, my vision cleared up and I was welcomed by Tamaki Suoh. "Haruhi who is this? He's got the most GORGEOUS face! And his figure! Mori, call him a tailor for a uniform!" The ridiculous blonde looked me up and down, stars in his eyes. "Senpai, don't be rude. This is Kurai Akumu." At this Tamaki curled up in the corner, sulking. "His name scares me... it means dark nightmare...*wail* MOMMY!" A boy around Tamaki's age with black hair and glasses sighed and said, "Yes, Daddy?"
"His name is so dark..."
"He? You mean Kurai?"
"Mmhmm..."
"*sigh* Not another Haruhi story. Tamaki, Kurai is a girl."
The blonde boy whipped around to look at me in awe. "Really... she did a good job fooling us, and the more gothic girls need a person... KURAI! I REQUEST THAT YOU JOIN OUR HOST CLUB!"
The blue suit made me look even more like a guy than I already did. A small blonde boy that everybody called Honey jumped on my back and wrapped his arms around my neck, "Kura-chan! Will you eat cake with me? Usa-chan wants to meet you!" My gaze drifted to the group of hosts, watching the scene. "Uh sure Honey-Senpai... Usa-chan is your rabbit, right?" The tiny lolita boy tossed me a fluffy pink bunny stuffed-animal and giggled, "Usa-chan says hello! Will you talk to him?" Honey reminded me of a girl I was babysitting, so I knew how to make him satisfied, "Why hello Usa-chan, it's a pleasure to meet you!" I pretended to shake the toy's hand and Honey laughed in delight. The hosts watched in awe. Haruhi whispered, "I've never seen anybody interact with Honey-Senpai so perfectly... it's a little trippy." Mori nodded in approval. I turned to look at everybody and when I turned back, Honey was asleep on a couch. "That didn't take long. Where are the Hitachiin twins? They kind of disappeared." Of course at that moment they popped up behind me and yelled, "LET'S PLAY THE WHICH ONE IS HIKARU GAME!" They wore matching hats that covered the part in their hair, making it close to impossible but I knew better, "The one on the left. That's Hikaru." They both were taken aback and looked a little stunned. "How did you know? Nobody ever knows..." they said in unison. I shrugged and responded, "You look the same, but are very different. Not to mention I can tell by your voices and little quirks. For instance, Hikaru tends to be slightly jealous and his eyes have tiny, almost unnoticeable white dots in his irises. It's not hard to tell if you try." The whole group could tell by then, I would fit in there.