"Haruhi-chan," a girl with black hair and hot pink eyes whined.

"What?" Haruhi – as her girl self – asked.

"I don't want to go to your school," she whined again. Haruhi sighed.

"I know, Amazake-chan," Haruhi said with another sigh. (Amazake means "sweet alcohol" in Japanese)

"Then why?" Amazake asked Haruhi.

"Because father said so," she responded.

"I don't care what dad says!" Amazake shouted in rage, her face red. Haruhi was taken back but her eyes softened and she hugged Amazake.

"I know, I know," she cooed as Amazake cried and yelled. Amazake, even though crying and shouting, she hugged Haruhi back.

"Come on, you need some rest," Haruhi said, taking Amazake to her bedroom.

"I don't want to go, onee-chan," Amazake whispered before falling asleep.

Haruhi sighed and walked out the room.

"I hope Tamaki-sempai and the others won't be crazy . . ." Haruhi started, "Especially with the Mom and Dad crap."

~* Next Day *~

~* Haruhi's POV *~

"Amazake-chan," I whispered, shaking her, "Get up. It's your first day at school."

"I can wear regular clothes for the first day right?" she asked after moaning.

"Yes, you can," I said, smiling. She finally turned over to look at me with her big hot pink orbs. Her hair was messy but still the longest set of hair I've ever seen.

And to think a pretty girl like her is my little sister . . .

Amazake got up, stretched, showing off her flawless creamy white skin, and looked for clothes.

I was dressed in my uniform which made her give me a weird and questioning look.

"Why do you have on . . . a boy's uniform?" she asked.

"You know the story," I said.

"Oh, yeah! Sorry, I forgot!" Amazake said, eyeing it, "I like it. Can I also wear a boy's uniform there?"

I stared at her in shock.

"Uh . . . sure, we'll ask," I responded.

"Well, I'm getting changed so get out," Amazake said, pushing me out the room. I smiled and walked out.

"Hurry up, or we'll be late."

--A few minutes later

Amazake walked out wearing sleek and shiny black skinny jeans, black Converses with a blue skull on each one, a sleeveless blue shirt with a big black outline skull in the middle, a black tie, black fingerless gloves that stopped at the wrists, and a black hat the a spray paint-looking blue skull tilting to the side on it; she also left her long hair out (which was way passed her knees).

"Love it," I stated. She smiled and we headed out the door.

--When they reach Ouran High School~! And throughout the day!

Amazake kept complaining on how she hated all the rich kids and how all the classes were boring. I could tell she was nervous though. She kept shying away from the other boys and girls, and hid behind me.

"Now where are we going?" she whined. I smiled.

"A club of mine where my friends are," I responded. She sighed as she put her hands behind her head.

I opened the door to the Ouran Host Club and saw everyone inside.

"Welcome," Tamaki said to no one in particular, "To the Ouran Host Club."

Amazake hid behind me, so no one could see her.

"Oh," Kyouya said, "It's only Haruhi."

"Haru-chan!" Honey called, jumping into my arms, making me stumble back. I remembered that Amazake was behind me but it was too late. She stubled back and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" she shouted, rubbing her head.

I saw Tamaki and everyone gasp. Some of their faces grew red.

"Who's this?" Tamaki asked, looking at Amazake.

"Oh!" I said looking over to her, "That's Amazake, my younger sister."

Tamaki immediately grasped onto Amazake and swung her around in the air.

"Oh, Daddy's here, Amazake-chan!" he shouted. I sweat dropped and looked over to Takashi, Kyouya, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Honey, who was in my arms. I saw that they couldn't keep their eyes off of my sister.

I saw that Amazake was giggling. Giggling at Tamaki and how weird he was.

"Daddy?" she asked, looking at me in a confused way. Tamaki was holding her in the air by her arms (you know, who you put your hands under someone's arm pits and pull them in the air? X3)

"Tamaki-sempai says he's the Dad, Kyouya-sempai is the Mom, Takashi-sempai is the big brother, Honey-sempai as the little brother, Hikaru-sempai and Kaoru-sempai as the twins, which they are of course," I said, "And me as the, uh . . . sister . . .?"

"Ah," she said in understanding.

"She's so kawaii~!" Tamaki shouted, hugging my sister.

And then it all seemed to go in slow motion . . .

"Uh, can't . . . breathe!"

"Tamaki, let go!" I shouted.

"King, let her go," the twins said, pulling at his arms. Amazake fell and Hikaru fell too, falling on top of her.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru shouted as I shouted "Amazake!"

We stared at their position in shock.

Heat started rising to our cheeks, but not as much as Hikaru's.

Amazake peeked an eye open and stared at Hikaru in shock and awe. Then both eyes snapped open.

But then she noticed that his lips were on hers.

"Oh my God . . ." I whispered, putting my hand on my face to cover the shock.

"Hi . . . ka . . . ru," Kaoru said in shock.

Suddenly a scream was heard, stopping the silence.

We then realized it was Amazake when she slipped out from under Hikaru's body and started running around shouting "Oh my God!"

Kyouya chuckled and said, "You have a funny sister, Haruhi."

I smiled and giggled, "I know."

"That was Hikaru's first kiss . . ." Kaoru stated.

"That was my sister's too, you know," I said, looking at my sister running around and then Hikaru's dazed and shocked face. He still held a crimson blush on his cheeks.

"No!" Tamaki shouted, "Not my new baby girl's first kiss! No, no, no, noooooooo! It can't be true!"

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GO---" Amazake shouted before running into Kaoru.

"---D . . ." she finished when they fell. Their faces were inches apart and heat was rising to their cheeks.

"Not a re-run . . ." I said, looking at them. I mean, Hikaru was still dazed, what will happen to Kaoru?

Another shriek was heard from Amazake, and she ran around, yet again.

"Clumsy woman," Kyouya commented. I gave him a glare. The shut-up-that's-my-sister-you-retard look.

"Oh no! Amazake, you're shoe-" I shouted, but she already fell on her face, ". . . lace . . ."

I sighed.

This is going to be a very long year . . .

--Kaoru and Hikaru's POV

It only took one touch, maybe even one look to fall for her. That girl . . . she'll be mine no matter what.

Review! I know, Haruhi doesn't have a sister but whatever.