What If Everything Was Different?
Summary: What if Haruhi never cut all of her hair off and broke the vase with the hosts knowing she was a girl in the first place?
Chapter 1
Haruhi's POV
Really? This library is full too? There aren't really any other places in this school to study. I flip one of my pig tails over my shoulder and trudge away from the noisy library. Ever since some kid got gum in my hair, I had to cut it shorter, so now I just wear it in pigtails. I also cut my bangs differently to match my new hairstyle. Hmm, an abandoned music room. This should do.
I push open the door and am engulfed in sickly sweet smelling roses. I cough and brush them out of my face, opening my eyes to see 6 men smiling at me. "Hey, it's the new kid!" Red headed twins say. "Hikaru Kaoru, didn't this young lady just transfer into your class?" Some boy with glasses asks. "Yeah, but she's boring. She doesn't talk to anyone. We basically know nothing about her. Not even her name," The twins chorus. "Hmm, welcome to the Host Club, scholarship student," Glasses smiles a forced smile and a blonde boy gapes at me.
"Ohh! So you're Haruhi Fujioka! We've heard so much about you Princess!" He exclaims, stepping closer and observing my face. "Wait, how do you guys know who I am?" I ask cautiously, stepping back into the door. "Well, commoners don't usually get the opportunity to come here," Glasses smirks and I raise my eyebrows. "Commoner?" I'm ignored as the blonde boy steps even closer and sets a hand on my shoulder.
"You're a hero my dear princess! You've shown everyone that even poor people can come into our high class society!" He exclaims obnoxiously and I scoot away from him, causing him to follow me. "Well, I wouldn't call myself a hero, but whatever you say. I'm outta here." I start to walk towards the exit, when something, or someone latches onto my arm. "Hey wait! Don't leave yet Haru chan!" A small blonde boy exclaims and I glower down at him. "Who are you calling Haru chan?" I boom and he tears up, pulling away from me.
"So Princess, what types of guys are you into? The strong silent type? The boy lolita? The brotherly love package? The cool type? Or maybe, you're into someone like me, the princely type? Hmm?" The tall blonde purrs as he cups my chin and pulls my face close to his. I feel my face heat up and I quickly pull away from him. "No! There's been a misunderstanding! I was just looking for somewhere quiet to study," I stutter, stumbling back into a pedestal and knocking over a beautiful vase.
I quickly reach out to grab it, but miss it by an inch and it crashes to the floor, shattering into a million pieces. "Aw! Look what you've done! We were going to auction that off at an upcoming auction here at the school!" The twins whine in my ears, looking down at the mess.
"I can pay for that," I mumble meekly and glasses frowns. "I highly doubt someone of your status has 8 million yen to give away," He says, pushing his glasses up his nose. "8 m-million yen?" I whimper. "Hmm, since you can't pay, and you aren't a boy so you can't join the club, we're forced to take more drastic measures. Starting today, you are the Host Club's new dog!" the tall blonde exclaims, pointing at me and I sweat drop.
Mom in heaven, are you seeing this right now? I just met 6 rich boys who are telling me I'm a dog now! Wish me luck, I'll need it.
