Author's Greetings: Hello, readers! As promised, here's the new version of Sakura Kiss. It's actually not that new since it's the same thing, but just a little cleaner, and hopefully a bit more descriptive. It's gonna be an easier ride for me because I've already typed up to Chapter 16 (except for a few changes), and some of Chapter 17; however, I will not upload them all at once, so I can give new readers the chance to suffer the agony of my loyal old-timers who are familiar with how slow I update. No more of that! I promise! It's summer! Tengo tiempo! Sorry to those who are still looking forward to Ch. 17 (we'll get there; I promise), and welcome to any new readers who may happen to pass by. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club and its characters is the property of Bisco Hatori. Do I look like Bisco Hatori? Didn't think so. What's the point of this disclaimer? Just once, I wish I can say: Insert name of Anime here belongs to me, so there, ha!

Summary:

Life at Ouran High School is still the same, and the members of the Host Club are up to their usual antics. Tamaki is head over heels for Haruhi, who is indifferent to him. The twins are their usual naughty selves; Hunny is being cute; Mori is being quiet; and Kyoya is thinking up more ways to boost the club's funds. But when a super mysterious and super rich girl arrives, claiming that she's helping to get Tamaki and Haruhi together, will the Host Club lives turn to shambles? Read on and find out! Pairings: TamaxHaru, KyoyaxOC, HikaruxOC, KaoruxOC, MorixOC, and Hunny's sort of paired with an OC.

It was another perfectly normal day at Ouran High School as we enter the world of the wealthy, where a group of rich, handsome students entertain ladies who have time in their hands.

We open the door of the Third Music Room, and rose petals blow softly out the entrance as the light fades. We see a group of seven young men greeting all with a "Welcome."

"Ah…my heart stops beating at the mere sight of you, princess," breathed Suou Tamaki, president of the host club, and its most popular host, into a girl's ear.

The girl turned beet red, and whispered back, "Tamaki-senpai…"

The girls around Tamaki giggled at this show of affection as Tamaki continued charming and melting the hearts of the females around him.

One can clearly see why he's the most popular host. Not only did he have stunning good looks (his blonde hair and indigo eyes were considered exotic features by his customers), but his mannerisms were like those of a prince.

"Do you enjoy cooking, Hikaru-kun? Kaoru-kun?" a girl asked the Hitachiin twins at a nearby table.

"Well, I prefer someone else cooking for me," responded one of two symmetrical-looking twins.

"Oh, but I found this great recipe…a type of chocolate cake that has lots of whipped cream," the girl replied, going on to describe the delicious snack.

Suddenly, one of the twins put his hand on the other's cheek and said, "We use a lot of whipped cream for other things too…right, Kaoru?"

"Oh…Hikaru, don't say things like that in public…you're embarrassing me…" a blushing Kaoru said throatily.

The nearly impossible to tell apart and mischievous Hitachiin twins were at it again, making all "brotherly love fans" melt into gooey puddles.

"Oh! The forbidden brotherly love! Eeeeee!" the girls around them squealed excitedly.

"I'm glad you are all enjoying yourselves," smiled a tall, dark-haired man with glasses who was carefully watching them as the twins went through their routine loveplay.

"Konichiwa, Kyoya-senpai!" the girls greeted him.

"Kyoya-senpai," said one girl, "May I have some of the photo collections you have of the twins? I'm going away to Europe for a couple of weeks, and will miss the Host Club so much…"

"I have something even better than pictures," Ohtori Kyoya replied, taking out a couple of tapes. "These are videotapes that contain recordings of the life of the members of the Host Club. Would you like to buy one…or perhaps two?"

"Yes, please!" exclaimed the girl, "This is great! Thank you so much, Kyoya-senpai!"

"How did he get recordings of us, do you think?" Hikaru asked as he and Kaoru watched everyone huddle around Kyoya to buy videotapes; the famed Shadow King is quite the strategist at funding the club.

"Who knows? Kyoya has his ways," Kaoru replied, wearing the same puzzled look as his brother.

At another table, two very different hosts were catering to their lovestruck customers.

"Would you like some more cake, Hunny?" a girl asked a short blonde boy with mysterious, floating flowers around him.

"Yes please, and can I--" Hunny's reply was cut off as he accidentally knocked over a tea cup while reaching over for the cake. The tea sloshed over the table and into a girl's shoe, staining the white.

"I'm…I'm…" murmured Hunny with tears in his large, brown eyes, "I'm sorry!"

"It's all right, it's all right!" she reassured Haninozuka "Hunny" Mitsukuni, while the girls around them squealed with delight at his lolita-looks.

"Mitsukuni, be more careful next time," chided a tall quiet guy, also known as Morinozuka "Mori" Takashi, as he passed the cake to Hunny.

"Ok, Takashi!" Hunny replied cheerfully, and began eating his cake. The two cousins' yin and yang type of hosting was an interesting, if not erotic (if you like that kind of thing), balance.

All this was observed by a girl, disguised as a boy, named Haruhi. She sighed at the usual antics of the Host Club. In a way, it was kind of a relief to come here everyday and work as a host to clear her still remaining 40,000 debt. At least she knew the light-heartedness of the place would cheer her up, although most of the time the other hosts annoyed her.

As usual, her tranquil meditation impressed the girls, who thought she was actually thinking about anything important (in actuality, Haruhi was thinking of future escapades Tamaki had planned, and how she could possibly avoid participating in them).

After a few more minutes of dilly-dallying and host club-style courting, the girls said their good-byes and left in high spirits. Its members were left in the happy silence of another day well-spent (or wasted, in Haruhi's opinion), and they began to clean up after their customers.

Suddenly the door opened quietly, and a tall figure sidled into the room. It was unnoticed by everyone, except for Kyoya, who immediately looked up from his recording of the videotape purchases.

The tall figure emerged into the light, revealing a girl who looked about sixteen years old, with long black hair. She was wearing the Ouran High School uniform, except it was black and the usually purple ribbon was white.

Kyoya approached the girl with a smile. The other hosts looked up, and observed him greeting the strange girl.

"Welcome," he said, "how may I assist you?"

"I would like to designate Suoh Tamaki for tomorrow," the girl replied, smiling.

Kyoya noticed her dark green eyes staring at him intensely.

"Of course. For how much of his time?" Kyoya whipped out a pencil and started to write in his appointment book.

"All of his time," the girl replied, staring in amusement at the notebook.

Kyoya looked up, a little startled, and then began to write again.

"Your name?"

"Kanje. Kanje Sakira."

Author's Farewells: (Suspense-filled music…) Who is this mysterious new girl? Actually, most of you probably already know. Sakira, the Mary-Sue, who isn't really a Mary-Sue as you'll see if I ever finish this story. I actually kind of hate her as a character because she has so many flaws. If you count having zero personality a flaw. XP See you next chapter, and thank you for reading (and reviewing HINT HINT).