The Host Club's Unwelcome Guest

Intro:

Ouran Academy is a prestigious, elegant high school where the so-called upper class attends. And in such a prestigious school lies a club where beautiful young men with too much time on their hands cater to beautiful young ladies also with too much time on their hands. And in this club lies a person who isn't what "he" seems. In fact he isn't a he at all. There is a simple reason as to why a she is playing a he and that reason is debt. That right 80,000 dollars of debt. I bet your wondering how does one acquire a 80,000 dollar debt. That's very simple. One has to break a 80,000 dollar worth vase. She is then forced into work every day after school. And that said she does not miss a day no matter how much the day meant to her and her best friend!

Now you are probably wondering who I am and how I am connected to Haruhi Fujoka. I have known Haruhi since elementary. She was the anti-social book worm, while I was the tomboy troublemaker. Somehow we hit it off. We became instant friends, irrespirable until a certain someone decided to apply to another school leaving the other behind! If I sound bitter please ignore it. I really am happy for Haruhi. She has taken one step closer to her dream. But that does not mean she can forget a day (I thought) meant a lot to the both of us!

Part 1:

Rea:

"I'm sorry the number you are calling is unavailable or is out of…." I closed my cell phone.

"Damn Haruhi," I cursed grabbing my purse. I exited the café. I flung my bag over my shoulder and climbed onto my bike. I speed down the road taking a sharp turn down an ally. Once I cleared this ally it would be a clean shot to Ouran Academy.

I screeched to a halt in front of the grounds. It was after school and the grounds were filled with yellow skirts. What is up with these uniforms? Full-length skirts, black boots, a full collar, and long sleeves, I had to force back a giggle. The looked as if they took a step back in time.
Taking a deep breath to steel my nerves, I moved into the grounds. I have gotten this far there is no turning back. The other students stopped whatever they were doing to stare at me. I was beginning to feel like a side show act in one of those weird circuses. Heaving a sigh I laid my bike against a tree a calmly walked into the achool.

Kyoya:

"A commoner? Really." Passed the open doorway causing me to look up. I narrowed my eyes as I strained my ears.

"Yea, apparently she's arguing with Lilly Tamri!"

"The fowl tempered Lilly Tamri?"

"Yep." A sequel followed.

"Let's go see!"

I turned my gaze away from the doorway. I moved it over the twins doing some brotherly love act, over Mori sempi watching Honey sempi suffing his face with cake, over Tamaki making some customers swan over hi charming smile to finally land on the one who most likely had some kind of connection to our guest. Haruhi smiled gently at something one of the girls said. Their faces turned red as she replied. Her breaking that vase came to be a great benefit to the Host Club. Tamaki would rather her play girl for more personal reasons but for me Haruhi playing boy was far more beneficial. I turned back to my laptop. Clicking a couple keys I saved my work. Closing the top I stood. I moved closer to Haruhi.

"Haruhi are you expecting someone?" She gave me a confused look.

"No I am not. Why?" A commotion at the doorway signaled the arrival of our guest.

"We're about to find out." I turned in time to see a very strange girl push her way in the club room, Face red and out of breath.