AN: This is my first FanFic. Hope you enjoy also please review.

"This means talking"

This is the characters thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

"Welcome to Ouran Academy!" These are the first words that they said to me. It was the headmaster and some other people, but i only knew one. His name is Kyoya Ootori. People might think that I'm gay, but the truth is that even though I'm an honour student I have known this man a long time. Why? You'll soon find out.

I easily got bored in class as I had already studied this chapter. Since this day was dragging in I decided to listen to music. As people did not know my style of music, I decided to listen to Weightless by All Time Low. I started to hum along but that was cut short by a note been passed to me it read 'Raymond Kisake please stop humming you are distracting me and other students. Much appreciated Yoh.'

As I stopped humming I realised that whilst I was in my own world, numerous other students were looking, no staring at me. What are they all starring at?

As the day ended I was asked to join some people in my class as they went to an after school club known as 'The Host Club' what kind of weirdo came up with that idea? Oh well, I'll soon find out.
As these girls in my class open the door there were seven people standing with roses showering down from above. Geez these guys need to get a grip. What a bunch of morons. I thought to myself as I slowly walked into the room.

Wow what a bunch of morons. Wait a second. Is that who I think it is? Haruhi Fujioka? What the hell is she doing here? Chuckling to myself, I walk over to her table where she entertaining squealing girls. It takes a few moments for her 'customers' to register my presence. Soon after that she follows, giving me her 'natural smile' that she is oh so famous for. "Oh hello, sorry I didn't see you there. Erm… What are you doing here?" she enquires whilst I am smirking.

As soon as she asks me that question a pair of twins appear as from nowhere to say "Haruhi can't you tell? He obviously likes you." They state matter-of-factly. I snort in return. "As if, why would I like Fujioka? We were friends a long time ago." I say hoping to get the right response from her and also trying to hold back my laughter. "I'm sorry, I don't remember you." Haruhi says casually yet a hint of sympathy can be found in her voice. Just the response I was hoping for.

With the biggest grin on my face, I reach down, take her hand and hint at her to stand. I gently cup her cheek with my hand and whisper in her ear "Ouch Ru-Ru, that hurts, but after 3 years, I guess that's what happens."

When all is said and done, I take my leave only glancing to see a shocked Ru-Ru and a room full of dumbfounded people all except one. His smile matches mine. We both know that if not for the fact our friendship is supposed to be unknown, we would have broken down into laughter, on the brink of tears. We always did like teasing Her like that.

Man life at Ouran Academy could be fun.