All For One and One For All

Hello all! I am going to try out a new type of fanfiction: choose your own adventure! I will start by writing a chapter. At the end of the chapter, you need to review to tell me what should happen next! First reviewer gets to make the decision! Only one decision per reviewer (unless no one else has a suggestion that is). Note: as I am unfamiliar with how the Japanese school year works, I will be going off of the American school year.

Here we go! I love you all! ~youngwriterme

P. S. I do not own Ouran yadayadayada…

First day of the new school year and Haruhi Fujioka was less than enthusiastic about starting her new year at Ouran as a male student once again. She had been forced to spend a significant amount of her free time over the summer 'hanging out' with the club and she knew that the school year would hold more of the same. Now, it wasn't that Haruhi didn't like spending time with the guys, cause she did. She only had two issues with the whole situation. The first of these issues was Tamaki Suoh. Haruhi loved Tamaki like a brother, but recently he had become even more clingy and obnoxious than he usually was. At the end of the past year, the two had discussed trying to have a relationship, but Haruhi just couldn't see that working out. And even though Tamaki had said he was okay with that, Haruhi suspected otherwise.

The other reason linked to this. Having to be a male student was a huge pain in the ass for Haruhi. Not only did she have to be careful during school, but she had to hide her identity outside of school as well, just in case she was somehow recognized. And lately, that was starting to become a hassle. Now that she was getting older, Haruhi's body was…changing. It was getting harder and harder to hide her more…feminine features. At least the male student uniform would be able to hide them. Pretending to be a boy had a second drawback: she couldn't date. Up until now, Haruhi hadn't really cared about this fact, but over the summer, she had developed a sort of crush. But enough of that.

As promised, at seven o'clock on the dot, the doorbell of the Fujioka home rang. Haruhi picked up her bag and headed to the door, opening it to see Tamaki's grinning face. "Haruhi!" He cried, pulling the second year student into a tight hug.

"Hello Tamaki," Haruhi greeted, rolling her eyes. He always did this and always would.

Releasing her, Tamaki took a step back. "Are you ready to go? Shall I carry your bag for you?"

"I'm fine Tamaki-senpai, let's go." The two walked down the steps of Haruhi's apartment building and climbed into the gaudy limo. The ride to the school was mostly filled with Tamaki talking and Haruhi trying to get a few more minutes of sleep. Arriving, Haruhi was wrenched out of the limo and into the arms of a pair of red headed devils.

"Haruhi~!" The twins greeted, squeezing their classmate.

"You shady twins! Let go of Haruhi!"

And that is how Haruhi's first day of her second year began. After class, as usual, Haruhi was dragged to the infamous club room. When the doors opened, Haruhi was surprised to see the club room arranged in a very odd array. All of the chairs and sofas were pushed against the wall. A long table sat in the center of the room and five chairs were lined up facing the door. Tamaki and Kyouya were already seated, and the twins quickly took their seats.

"Welcome to Host Club auditions, Haruhi!"

Mother, help me.