Okay, so I decided to write an Ouran fan fict. Yay for me! I see a lot of twins for the twins, but never for the whole host club. So I decided to do it. I hope you enjoy it!

I do not own Ouran.

"But why do we need to move now?" I'm sure that if I hadn't been training myself to keep my emotions in check, I would be yelling. But since I have been, my voice is even, my position seems to be relaxed and my facial expressions make me appear indifferent to the fact that she dropped a bomb on me.

My mother sighed, "I'm not sure Sara. I'm not sure."

She's lying. I almost narrow my eyes but that would give away my knowledge of her fib and Kyle always tells me that it's best to appear unaware. The best way to get my way is to pretend that she is the smartest person in the room and that I trust her. Still it angers me that she knows exactly what's going on and she knows she's going to ruin everything I worked for.

It almost makes me want to pout, but Sakura already does that and I'm sure she did when Dad told her. And considering that this news is still coming to be even with Sakura pouting means that it didn't work. "So does Dad just think that he can move us anywhere and we'll be totally okay with it?"

Argh, if I must go back to Japan I will have to do my best to completely erase 'totally' from my vocabulary. That sort of word will not get me much respect. This is why I like America, the people are much more laid back.

She gives me a look before saying "Don't talk about your father that way." Talk about him how? I barely said a word about his character.

I decide to go with the sympathy approach to play to my Mom's motherly side. "But I'm happy here. And Stephen wants to stay in England and Suzette likes France and Susanna..."

"...Loves Italy especially her new 'hot' Italian boyfriend, I know." My Mother finishes for me. She looks unimpressed and I really shouldn't be surprised. It's not as if she really has a motherly side to play to. She isn't even that much of a Mother.

This time I can't help myself. I roll my eyes. "Well it's true." Then I cross my arms and lean on the door frame completely.

She sighs. "Honey don't you think that it's time that you and your siblings finally get back together?" I would love to counter her statement and ask why she does not get back together with Dad. She helped- no. I need to focus on the subject at hand.

"I do miss them. But we decided to go our own ways." And I will admit I do miss everyone. I want to see them again, but not like this.

"Look on the bright side. It's only for a year. Now go and video chat with your siblings." With that she spins around in her swivel chair and starts typing on the computer. And just like that, I am dismissed.

I sigh dramatically, not daring to show my displeasure more than necessary. With some disappointment at my failure to make her reconsider, I push myself off the doorframe and head toward my bedroom. I haven't spoken to my siblings in person in 3 years. Since junior high we all decided to learn how to live separately. I decided how we were going to split up and my siblings just went along with what I said even though I'm the middle child. I smirk at the memory of that day.

"How could he mistake moi for you?" Suzette exclaims dramatically, "I have much better style than you."

I roll my eyes, "And I act much more mature than you. Believe me it was an insult to us both." We were in our private hideout in the attic. We only meet up here when something was seriously bothering us. That way we could vent all we want and no one would judge us. We have images to uphold after all.

"Maybe he noticed how the two of you look like crap in the morning." My brother Stephen says smirking. If he's trying to be funny it's not working. Suzette and I glare at him.

Susanna glares too, "Oh, yeah? How about when that girl thought that you were Sakura?"

He stiffens and mutters, "I thought we weren't going to bring that up anymore." He starts blushing uncontrollably

Sakura nods in agreement blushing furiously. She doesn't like to talk unless absolutely necessary.

"God, I wish that I could be somewhere where there aren't four others of me!" Suzette comments. But after seeing Sakura's hurt expression she quickly explains herself, "No, I don't mean that there is something wrong with you, Sakura, I just..."

"We're all tired of being mistaken for each other." Stephen says.

"It was fun when we were younger, but now..." Susanna doesn't finish. Her eyes are threatening to water, "He didn't even check to see if it was me. He just..."

Stephen pats her arm, "Don't worry, Sara and I beat that sorry ass until he was black and blue. He won't be kissing anyone with those bruised lips."

I scowl at the memory of that scumbag, "Don't worry. Like Stephen said he's all taken care of." Mom and Dad would be furious if they heard us cussing like that.

Anyway what happened was Suzette had tried to pass along a message to Susanna's boyfriend about Susanna being late when he decided to just kiss her. Then she pushed him off and told him that she wasn't his girlfriend and the bastard said that he liked her, well at the time he thought she was me, better. And that since we're twins we're all the same anyway. When the rest of us got there and heard what happened Stephen and I beat him up. He deserved every blow.

"I'm so sorry, chéri." Suzette says hugging Susanna tightly. Susanna returns her hug and dries her eyes.

"That wasn't a bad idea." The four of us look at Sakura, surprised that she actually spoke. Normally she just shows us how she feels with her expressions. Only we can make out what she means. Even Mom and Dad haven't figured it out yet. Or maybe they did and want to keep us in the dark. Who knows?

"What wasn't?" I ask.

"Go somewhere where there aren't four others of us." She says repeating what Suzette said earlier.

I see the looks on my twins' faces. I bet my expression is the same as theirs.

"That's not a bad idea at all." Stephen agrees. He looks at me and smirks. I smirk back. We've actually talked about this before.

"Hey! Cut that out!" Suzette and Susanna exclaim.

"You're doing that..." Suzette starts.

Susanna picks up where she left off, "Thing when you've been keeping a..."

"Secret." Sakura finishes. We all smile at each other. We like finishing each others' sentences.

"Well..." Stephen says smirking again.

"Since you're curious." I give Stephen a curt nod to let him know I want to explain alone. "Stephen and I were thinking about Mom and Dad's company branches and how if we want to inherit the company we're going to need experience. As you know, Dad has branches for his department stores in France, England, Italy, America, and of course here in Japan." I nod again giving Stephen permission to pick off where I left off.

He does, "And Mom's spas are also located in France, England, Italy, America, and here."

"Yeah so?" Susanna says.

"Well, that's five countries. Five different locations." I say trying to get my point across.

Suzette's eyes widen, "Five of us."

Susanna's eyes are almost as wide as Suzette's, "Five different countries."

Sakura's eyes glisten, "Five branches of our future companies."

Stephen nods, "Five new starts."

"Five separate lives." I add.

"Five." We all say before grinning.

"I'm in." Susanna says.

"Me too." Suzette is quick to say.

Sakura just nods her consent. I think that she decided she said enough for today.

"Now all we need to do is decide who goes where." Stephen tells them.

"I have it all figured out." I inform them.

Stephen raises his eyebrows, "I don't remember deciding that."

"Just listen to her." Susanna chides him. She nods at me, "Go on."

"Well, if you look at our names you'll find that each of our names have specific origins. Suzette is French, Susanna is Italian, Sakura is Japanese..."

Suzette wrinkles her nose, "We were named for a location of one of our parents' branches?"

Sakura shrugs. Her eyes tell us that it doesn't really matter, but she's pouting. Which means she knows what's coming but doesn't like it.

"Our names aren't named for the branches." Stephen says slightly hurt.

I want to roll my eyes again but I hold it in, "Stephen is a popular name in England and isn't Dad obsessed with that English legend of Sir Stephen?" I see the realization beginning to dawn on my brother's face. "And Sara is the name of Mom's American friend."

Susanna nods impatiently, "So what? What does that have to do with where we are going?"

"Duh, we follow our origins, Stupid." Stephen teases.

"Plus, Stephen and I have been learning English since we were nine. Suzette and Susanna you two have been staying true to your roots by learning French and Italian. It only makes sense." I turn to Sakura, "You have been learning Cantonese which means that Dad might still need you here if he still wants to open that new store in China."

She nods her approval. I'm pretty sure she didn't want to leave Japan in the first place.

Suzette flips her dark brown hair back over her shoulder, "Well. I suppose it's settled, then."

"Wait, what about schools? What schools are we going to?" Stephen asks.

I wave my hand dismissively, "Got it covered."

"Yeah, let her do it. She can write our essays too." Susanna says jokingly.

Sakura and I roll our eyes. Then I ask, "Do we agree I'm in charge of the operation?"

My other siblings nod their approval.

That night I handed them packets for the schools I picked out for each of them except for Sakura. For Suzette I picked a coed boarding school near Paris that allowed students to wear free dress every other week. She wasn't that excited to be wearing plaid, but the school allowed the students 'artistic' freedom which meant she could tailor it to her heart's content. I made sure that it was no more than twenty minutes away from the branches of our parents companies. The school also offered an internship for a fashion company for students who were interested. Needless to say, she approved.

For Susanna I picked an all girls' boarding school that focused on the arts and was the sister school of a similar all boys school that sometimes had class with them. I knew that she wasn't ready to be around guys without us, but that she would want to see some anyway. Unfortunately it did have a uniform, but I knew she wouldn't mind because there were a lot of cute variations that you could mix and match. It was in Florence which wasn't as close to the companies as I wanted it to be. But I knew that if I sent her to Milan she would max out her credit card. She also quickly approved of her new school.

For Stephen I pick an all boys boarding school that focused on business and politics. He was totally awkward around girls (surprising since he has four sisters.) so that was why he wasn't going to a coed school. It also had a killer football team, which he loved playing almost as much as American football. It had a uniform, but it wasn't half bad. It was located in a town near Manchester, where the HQ was for Dad's company. He would have to figure out something on his own to visit Mom's HQ in London though. He also approved.

As for me, I picked an all girls school that focused on being a well-rounded individual. That meant sports, academics, art, and service. I wasn't happy about the service part. Mostly because that would cut into my time working at the HQ in downtown LA. But what was I to do? It was otherwise perfect. The uniform was great and the school encouraged independence. Which translated into 'not going to see guys much.' No really that's what it said. And the campus was gorgeous.

Sakura decided to let our parents choose her school since she was staying behind, she thought it would help with our bargaining. I was almost positive she would go to Ouran. That's where we were supposed to go to next semester.

It did help. Three weeks later we left Japan and went our separate ways, but we still kept in touch. We always scheduled a video chat once a month. Missing it was unacceptable. Other than that we sent emails to each other, always adding three CCs. After my seventh grade year my Mom and Dad separated. They were still married, but my Mom wanted to focus with her company more. The Spas weren't doing so well. She came to the U.S.A to help me and Dad stayed in Japan with Sakura. And we stayed like that, completely happy with the way things were.

I know that it may be a little confusing right know, but bear with me. Oh, and just so no one is confused the quints are Japanese-American. Their father is Japanese and their mother is American.

R&R