"What the hell do you mean you got yourself into a host club, Haruhi? I only missed one day of school!" I shouted at my twin sister. I gave a loud groan and ran a hand through my dirty-blonde hair. "What am to do with you, sis?"

Haruhi looked up at me from across the table. She rolled her eyes at me and took another bite of her breakfast. Usually I was the calmest one in our odd, little family, the most calculating too, but this new problem of Haruhi's was quite outrageous. I mean, what kind of club forces someone to become a host just to pay off a debt?

Why did my sister have to be so damn clumsy?

I sighed and stood to my feet. I carefully observed my sister's outfit as she got to her feet as well. She took both of our bowls and utensils to the sink as I lifted up my satchel. I walked over to the front door and pulled my shoes on. As stupid as this Host Club sounded, at least they gave Haruhi a uniform. I was still stuck with wearing some of our dad's old clothes, causing me to stick out like a sore thumb. I admit though that she really looked like a boy with the uniform on, except for her face of course.

"What are these boys like anyway?" I asked her, opening the door in the process. Haruhi grabbed her own satchel and pulled on her shoes as well.

"You mean the Host Club?" she asked. She locked her brown eyes with my grayish blue ones once her shoes were finally on her feet.

I nodded. "Of course. Who else would I be talking about?" I stepped out of our home first, followed by my sister who locked the door. Dad was at work at the moment and wouldn't be home until sometime late tonight.

"They're all kinda weird, but they do seem like nice boys. They're all still confused though about what it's like to be a "commoner"." Haruhi used air quotes around the word commoner.

"Well don't they sound like fun." I mumbled, full of sarcasm.

Haruhi shrugged. "You could always come and stop by the club and see for yourself...maybe even offer to help me pay off my debt...," she suggested. "It might make everything go by much faster."

"I guess I can offer my assistance to these boys, but only for you, Haruhi." I grinned over at her and ruffled her hair short hair. My sister smiled at me in return.

"Thanks, Rikku," she told me.

"No problem, Haruhi," I replied back. "You're my sister; I'll do anything for you. Now come on and hurry up before we're late. Let's not give the Academy a good reason to send us back to normal high school."

As soon as Haruhi and I entered homeroom, a pair of identical boys waved us over to them. Once we walked over to them, the two boys grinned at us. "Hey, Haruhi," they said in unison. "Who's your friend?" Their eyes traveled up and down my body, making me suddenly a little uncomfortable. In exact unison they tilted their heads to the side. "And why is she in commoner's clothing?"

"Hikaru, Kaoru, this is my twin sister Rikku. Rikku, these are the Hitachiin brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru. They're two of the boys in the Host Club with me," Haruhi explained.

Both of the redheaded twins' eyebrows shot up. "We didn't know you had a twin sister, Haruhi."

My sister shrugged at them in reply. "You never asked me, and then with all the chaos yesterday, I never had a chance to actually tell all of you guys."

"Hmm..." Both twins put their hands to their chins in a thoughtful way. "Rikku," the one twin finally said.

"And Haruhi," the other added.

"Fujioka," they ended in unison.

I looked who at my sister and gulped. They were good. Not even Haruhi and I were that in sync with each other; it was difficult enough as it is to even finish the other's sentence.

I wonder if there was something wrong with our twin telepathy?

"What are you staring at?" they both asked me. I blinked a few times when I noticed that I had been staring at them while in dreamland.

"Nothing." I quickly shook my head.

Out of the corner of their eyes, the two redheaded twins looked at each other. They the other a mysterious smirk before returning their attention back to Haruhi and me. I frowned slightly at them, wondering what it was exactly they had been thinking about. My sister on the other hand sighed and took a seat at the desk on the left side of the twins, forcing me to be left with the only remaining desk on the right side of the Hitachiin twins. I sighed as well and placed my satchel on the desk.

"So I don't want to sound rude," I said to the twin who was closest to me. "But which twin is which?" I took my seat next to him as he answered.

"I'm Kaoru and he's Hikaru," he said and gave a small smile.

I grinned back. "I'll remember that. Haruhi and I both know how much of a bother it is for people to mix up your names."

"You do?"

I nodded and pulled out a pencil and notebook from my bag. "Before Haruhi had to cut her hair, the two of us looked so much alike that a lot of people couldn't recognize us. Once my sister did cut her hair though, I decided to do something with mine as well. It was a once in a chance opportunity and I grasped it by the horns. It was nothing but a sign, Kaoru, telling Haruhi and I that it was time to change our appearance."

"But you already have different eye colors," Kaoru pointed out. "So the two of you already looked different to begin with. Not to mention your height." Hikaru looked at me from over Kaoru's shoulder as he tried to figure out what the heck his brother and I were talking about.

My smile grew a tad bit. "Thanks, Kaoru. Not many people, actually no one, notices that about us."

He laughed at me. "Takes a twin to know a twin."

"Agreed," I laughed along with him.

Hikaru placed his chin on his brother's shoulder and carefully watched me with his eyes. "So were you planning on coming to the Host Club after school?" Haruhi also glanced up at me as she waited for an answer.

I nodded. "Actually I was. Your club and I really need to discuss this little debt of Haruhi's." I folded my arms over my chest and frowned slightly as I remembered how much yen my sister still owed these boys.

"Well if that's the case," Hikaru started, grinning widely.

"You might only have to talk with our vice-president," Kaoru finished for him.

"And who's that?" I asked curiously.

"Kyoya Ootori," they told me in unison. "He handles all the clubs' money."

I played with my pencil with my forefinger and thumb for a few moments before placing it back down and looking at the Hitachiin brothers. I quickly put his name to memory, though for some reason I felt that I already knew the name from somewhere. After a few seconds I finally gave them a nod.

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."

Once school was finished, Haruhi and I went our separate ways. We were both planning on studying , only Haruhi wanted to go to the library while I was more of an outdoors person. I always felt that studying was much better when surrounded by mother nature. It felt more peaceful and quiet. Sometimes I felt as if I could just fall asleep.

I yawned and scratched the back of my head when I had finally finished up everything that I had had to study. I had already put away my books back in my bag and was just waiting for my sister. I stretched a bit, getting all the kinks out of my body, before pushing up my glasses slightly so they wouldn't fall from my face. Unlike Haruhi, who either had to wear actual glasses on a daily basis or contacts, I only wore reading glasses.

Suddenly though, my sister rushed by, causing my hair to whip by my face before settling back down on my shoulders. I quickly grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder as I rose to my feet. It took me a few moments until I became in step with her.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"I'm never going to hear the end of it if I show up late," she told me in between breaths. By late I figured she was referring to the Host Club.

It took a few minutes for us to run all the way up to where the Host Club was to be held. Music Room #3, or at least that's what Haruhi had told me. When we were finally outside of the music room door, the two of us stood there for a few extra seconds, panting as we tried to catch our breaths. When we finally caught our breaths, Haruhi placed a hand on the doorknob and turned it slightly to the right. Just as she pushed the doors open, a bright light was shined in our eyes. I became momentarily blinded and when I could see again, there were rose petals everywhere. I frowned a little and picked out a stray petal from my hair. I slowly rubbed my thumb and forefinger over the soft petal before stepping into the room after my sister and allowing the petal to fall from my fingers and to the polished tile at my feet.

The door closed silently behind us once Haruhi and I were in the room. "What's this?" Haruhi stared around the room in confusion. I glanced around the room as well, wondering how they had gotten all the stiff into one measly music room. The whole place looked like a jungle, animals included.

"What? These Host Club boys don't do this all the time?" I asked with sarcasm, lazily raising an eyebrow at her.

Haruhi ignored me. "Where are we?"

Suddenly though, six voices filled the air. They spoke in unison causing my sister and I to turn to the owners of the voices. I'm not even sure how I missed them. There was a total of six of them, and they all were quite handsome, even the Hitachiin brothers at the moment, except for the tiny one. He was just plain adorable.

"Welcome," they said to us in perfect unison.

I blinked stupidly at them. Each boy wore an outfit that matched the theme of the tropical paradise. All of them, except for the only boy who was sitting down in a throne-like chair, wore outfits that showed off some skin, mostly some bare chests. The one on the chair didn't show as much skin, instead his made me think of more of an outfit that a king would wear.

I wonder why they're even dressed like...are they right in the head?

"I like tropical paradises as much as the next girl, but this is ridiculous," I mumbled to myself. I took off my reading glasses and hung them off the collar of my shirt. One of the Hosts, ironically the only one who even wore spectacles, glanced at me instead of out my sister, like his companions were. The two of us held eye contact for a few seconds before he broke it. The boy then gave me a small smirk before pushing up his glasses farther up onto his nose, causing the light to flash across the lenses.

I turned back to look at my sister. One of my eyebrows shot up though when I my eyes locked onto her body. She stood next to a tree with a snake coiling around the trunk. Her face wore an irritated expression, which only grew worse when a toucan landed on top of her head. I snorted in laughter and quickly looked away when she gave me a cold glare.

"You finally made it you too," the Hitachiin twins told us. They then grinned over at my sister. "You're so late."

Way to state the obvious...

I stared at the boys once the two brothers spoke and quickly memorized the other Hosts. Besides the redheaded Hitachiin twins there was a very tall student who had short black hair and seemed like the type of didn't say much, a small blonde boy who looked like a student from Elementary School, the one in the chair was also blonde and wore a dreamy expression as he stared at my sister (creepy...), and of course the black-haired, glasses wearing boy who had been staring at me earlier.

I glanced one more time back at Haruhi to ask her something but stopped when I saw her pull out something from her bag. I tilted my head at her a little bit in confusion when I noticed that it was a calendar. Haruhi paid me no attention as she stared the thing down.

"And who are you?" I whipped my head back around and looked at glasses boy. He pushed his glasses higher up onto his face.

He does know that no matter how many times he does that his glasses aren't going going to go up any higher, right...?

I grinned and jokingly gave them a low bow. "Rikku Fujioka at your service. Haruhi is my twin sister."

"Your sister?" the cute little blonde boy asked as he hopped onto the tallest boy's back.

Haruhi stuffed her calendar away and gave the small boy a curt nod. "That's right, Honey-senpai."

"Interesting," the one with the glasses mumbled. The two of us then locked eyes again. I so did not like the way he had said that. I have this odd feeling that I'm going to have to watch my back from now on... "And you're an Honor Student as, am I correct?"

"Can't you guess from the uniform?" I jokingly asked. He didn't even give a chuckle so I sighed and turned back to the other boys. At least they weren't boring holes into me like this weirdo. "So what are your names?"

The blonde who had been sitting in the chair immediately shot to his feet. He stood in front of me and gave a wide smile as he suddenly held out a red rose for me. "My name is Tamaki Suoh, second year." I blushed a little and silently took the rose from him. As he gestured to the tall boy and the smaller one on his shoulders, I placed the rose in my hair and grinned a little. "Over there is Mitsukuni Haninodzuka, third year, and Takashi Morinodzuka, also third year."

My eyes widened ever so slightly when Tamaki told me that they were BOTH third years.

"But everyone calls us Honey and Mori though," the little one exclaimed, cutting off whatever Tamaki was about to add. He tightened his arms around Mori's neck so he wouldn't slip before giving me this adorable smile, which of course caused me to smile back. If I had to guess, he would probably be Honey.

Tamaki continued on as if Honey hadn't even interrupted him. He pointed over at the Hitachiin brothers. "And those two shady twins over there are..."

I held up a hand causing him to quickly clamp his mouth shut. "I already know who they are, senpai," I explained to him. "They're in my class." Was it not obvious? I mean, if my sister was in their class wouldn't I be as well? We are both Honor Students after all so it makes sense. And of course she'd introduce me to her new friends.

And then, before I could blink or even get another word out, Tamaki was sulking in the corner, rocking back and forth as he did so. It made me feel just a little bit guilty as he did so. I didn't even know what I said though to make me feel so guilty!

"Don't worry about him," the boy with the glasses told me. "He always does that when depressed."

So Tamaki always sulked in a corner when upset? That didn't exactly sound normal...

I lightly shook my head before turning to the one with the glasses. "And you are?"

His glasses glinted as he held out a hand for me to shake. I hesitated for a moment before grasping it firmly and shaking it before quickly letting it go. "Kyoya Ootori, second year," he told me.

"You're Ootori-sama?" I asked, slowly remembering the name that Hikaru and Kaoru had told me earlier in homeroom.

Kyoya gave me a brisk nod, kinda like a businessman would have. I noticed that he stood up a little straighter at the mention of his name. I smirked up at him as he said, "I am." He was maybe about 5'10 or 5'11 making him only a few inches taller then me. I'm not sure why, but for some reason I tend to notice the tiny things like that.

"Then you're exactly who I was looking for," I told him. "Consider it a privilege, senpai."

One of Kyoya's eyebrows rose slightly. "And why's that, Rikku?"

"You and me need to discuss the debt of my clumsy sister over there," I explained pointing at her to make sure he knew who I was talking about. Haruhi snorted at the word clumsy and pushed my arm back down so it was once again by my side.

"I will be glad to discuss Haruhi's debt with you as soon as hosting hours are over. So why don't you stay until then?" Kyoya then gave me this weird, fake smile before pulling out a mechanical pencil and black clipboard. He began to write in it as he walked away from me.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I then turned to my sister. "It looks like I'm stuck here with you and these weirdoes."

"We resent that!" Hikaru and Kaoru said, shaking their fists at me.

I ignored and watched my sister as she replied, "It's not like you have anywhere important to go to."

Though I kinda wish I did...

I turned my head from Haruhi and looked around the room once more. No matter how much I tried to figure it out, I could never understand how they got so much stuff into this one room! Maybe I'm just thinking too much about it but it just seems impossible to me.

Instead I leaned against one of the trees and asked, "Why's this place look so...tropical anyway?"

Tamaki was suddenly on his feet and stood before my sister and me. He started to flaunt around in front of us, moving his fan about dramatically. I stared in surprise at him. Was he maybe a little bi-polar?

"Huddling under a kotatsu table fearing the cold is nonsense, and besides the heating system we have is the best!"

Haruhi looked a little annoyed after he said that. Kyoya, who was still writing on his clipboard, didn't even glance up at her when he spoke. "Do you have a problem with the way we run our club, Haruhi? Be careful what you say, you owe us eight million yen, remember?" He finally looked up from his clipboard and looked at my sister, a smirk playfully graced his lips. It was like he was some sort of devil who only cared about their money and making other people's lives miserable.

Haruhi stared at him wide-eyed, sweating slightly. I could be wrong, but I think that she may've just died a little inside...

Maybe he was the devil...

"Gentlemen don't bundle up in bulky clothing. It may be chilly early spring there in the real world, but here in the club we want to surprise our chilly little kittens with a warm, tropical paradise!" Tamaki pulled me away from the tree before wrapping his arms around my sister and me. Before he pulled me close I noticed behind us that Honey was on Mori's shoulders as they ran around the room. "Oh yes, we've turned this place into Nirvana, a balmy, tropical island of everlasting summer!" His arm tightened slightly around my shoulder when he shouted the word summer.

"That's funny because I feel a massive chill right now," Haruhi grumbled. I grinned over at my sister for her dull sense of humor. Sometimes I wonder how the two of us were even sisters. I had this weird ability to make others laugh because of my jokes and actions, whereas Haruhi could only make another laugh because of how boring she was. It's quite sad if you think about it. We're just that different.

I carefully took Tamaki's arm off of my shoulders. "How about I just leave instead? It seems as if you guys have enough on your plate to begin with." I slowly began to back away towards the door.

Haruhi looked back at me with a glare that could kill. She took Tamaki's arm off of her before speaking. "You will do no such thing, Rikku!"

I sighed in defeat and pinched the bridge of my nose. I then glared back at her before releasing the handle of the door. "I'll go and sit in the back then," I grumbled under my breath. I stalked over to a bar area that had foods and drinks and such. I leaned against its counter and took my glasses off the collar of my shirt. Still keeping my glare on Haruhi, I angrily stuffed my glasses in my pocket before dropping my satchel to the ground. Silently, I watched as all the members of the Host Club got back into their original positions that we had found them in when we had walked in, only this time my sister was squashed behind Tamaki's throne.

All seven of them waited there for a few minutes, quietly chatting amongst themselves. It wasn't until they all saw the doors handle move did they shut their traps. Then, once the first girl walked in, they all spoke in their perfect unison.

"Welcome, ladies."