DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, or any of its respectful members. With this disclaimer I void any and all legal cases directed towards me claiming stolen characters.

Note to readers: I have been writing stories and the like for as long as I can remember, but this is my first fan fiction ever. I look forward to your reviews. Please, criticism IS welcome!

Megumi brushed her black hair nervously from her façade as she stood in front of the class, her new class. She was transferring to Ouran Academy for her high school years. However it was mid-year and so everyone already knew everyone. The teacher was a tall man who stared out at the class patiently.

"This is Megumi," he said pressing her forward a bit. Megumi waved and smiled gently. "She is our new student, treat her with the respect you would your own friends." Of course Mr. Riuyo knew that was a double sided line. Megumi stepped from the spotlight and made her way to a seat next to a girl wearing the yellow of Ouran Academy with pale brown locks. She immediately had second thoughts about choosing this empty desk when the girl flashed a sly smile her way and scooted her desk over a bit. Somehow she managed to speak exuberantly, but still quietly.

"Meet me after class!!" Megumi nodded then sternly turned her attention back to the teacher. Although her thoughts were already wondering towards what this blithe female could want with her. However class ended all too soon and Megumi grabbed her stuff and tried to escape, but somehow the other girl was already at the door waiting for her.

"Hi! I'm Renge!!" With that Megumi found herself enveloped in a bone crushing hug. T took both hands to pry the leech like creature away. "Now listen Megumi, I have the perfect place for you to hang out!" Grabbing the poor girl by the arm she dragged her down the hallway. Megumi had barely the time to get a tight grip on her books, and less time to protest.

"That is enough!" Pulling free of the excited woman she daintily brushed herself off and regained her composure. "You do not realize who you are carting about in such a manner, Mademoiselle Renge. And I demand more respect." With this Renge turned and her eyes flashed dangerously before her hair seemed to turn into snakes and she chased this new woman up and down the hallway before calming herself. "Very well then, Miss Megumi," Renge said emphasizing the miss sarcastically, "Where do you want to go?"

"I wish to visit this 'host club' I have heard so much about." Megumi replied drawing herself up, albeit still frightened of what she could now only refer to as a creature playing as her tour guide. For a moment she thought the girl would blow up yet again, but she turned and beckoned for her to follow.

"That is where I was taking you." Renge replied through gritted teeth before pointing at a door labeled 'Music Room 3' "May I suggest Haruhi?" Then the pale brown was gone leaving Megumi alone at the door. Pushing open the door she gasped at the light and swirling rose petal, but gave the club points for effect. That was nothing compared to the style of the room and what must have been the members themselves at the center of the displaying welcoming all of them. Spinning around Megumi realized there were indeed several of them, as it seemed half the academy's girls were clamoring to get in. Panic was written across her face as they suddenly stormed past her with practiced ease into the room.

A blond was suddenly at her for as she looked around, his violet eyes barely 3 inches from her blue ones. Surprise filtered across her face as his hand rested on her chin and he lowered his head even more.

"Welcome, to the host club, my beautiful diamond." Megumi blushed and found herself being led to a low table, and then seated on a soft cushion with fresh, hot tea already on the table as if by magic. When the angelic blond lowered his face again and asked her what she would like she went even more scarlet before stuttering one word.

"Ha-haruhi." The blond looked stricken, like he had failed or something before backing away with a childish glare and turning to glance around the room. Haruhi is not even a guy, and she is a rookie, how come she gets all the customers nowadays? Tamaki wondered spotting the lovely, chocolate orbed maiden waiting to be requested by another.

"Haruhi! You have a request!" Tamaki called then was gone before the girl had made it over to smile sweetly at Megumi. Megumi looked this young man over and gasped a bit at how feminine he was before he sat down across from her and pulled her into sweet, idle chit chat.