Author's notes: Hey all. I just recently got introduced to Ouran High School Host Club fandom. I love it! Unfortunately I have never touched the manga/scanlations. This is all based off of the first 17 episodes of the anime. :) This started as a plotbunny and morphed into this in a mere few hours.

A big thank you goes out to Experimental for her encouragement, and TheOneYouCallWe & Quatre Winner for reading over it!

Enjoy!

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People always make the assumption that as twins we somehow complete each other in and of ourselves. If that were true why do we play the game of 'us' versus 'them'?

True, it began as a maliciously fun, simple way to pass an otherwise boring day, this secret Hikaru and I shared, the knowledge of 'outsider' stupidity that we coveted. However…

'We are the superior ones', Hikaru began to boast the first year after elementary graduation.

It couldn't be then to confirm the truth about the intelligence of everyone else to ourselves. We don't play "Which one is Hikaru?" to look down on others, either. Hikaru and I already do that on a daily basis through less cumbersome means, though from me it's been a mock-up since we began high school. But that's only because I understand the purpose of the game.

'Nobody wins at it, that proves how stupid they are', he would brag, an arm around my shoulder as I nodded.

But that's wrong. If it were truly a fitting justification, then why continue on with a repetitive yawn-of-a-game that's more work than it's worth?

What, haven't you lied to yourself before? Excuses are always a flimsy coverup to justify an action. People live in logical fallacies to ignore what they wish to not perceive.

We are not complete. Do you understand?

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"Maaan. Why do I have to dress up like some mountain rebel thief from some weird animation?" Hikaru complained, wearing a long-sleeved, tailored blue overcoat with shoulder covers over his white yukata top and pale tan baggy pants ending in thick heavy boots. Dangly, blue quartz earrings decorated his lobes, and thick pearly necklaces (gaudy and cheap-looking, Kaoru noted) hung around his neck. A fan jutted out from its casing connected to the back of a leather sash hidden under his right shoulder cover and ran down to his left hip. Lighter orange highlights streaked through his abnormally fiery orange hair, framing his brown eyes.

"Because." Kyouya stated, scribbling in his clipboard-folder. "The anime club won the Request Cosplay Contest that our club sponsored and profited from. No da." Glasses-less, he smirked eyes closed, dressed in the robes of a monk, his hair dyed a sky blue color (the bangs stuck out at a very odd angle), a realistic scar was etched from his forehead to his chin directly over his left eye, and an oddly shaped staff with rings at the top was cupped in his elbow.

"I know that.." the orange-haired twin pouted, "but why does Kaoru get dressed as a girl and not Haruhi?"

"That's exactly what I want to know!" The Host Club's president slammed his hands down on the table in regal, luxurious clothing fit for an emperor of China, long dark brown hair flowing from his head and contacts dimming his blue irises brown. "Daddy wants to see Haruhi in that, Kaoru!" He jabbed a finger at the unrecognizable Hitachiin twin, wearing a flowing five-layered kimono on, and a fan covering up his mouth. Apparently enjoying his character more than the others.

"I am Kourin, not Kaoru. And I belong to your harem, my lord." Tossing a wink at Suou Tamaki, Kaoru giggled, fluttering 'her' eyeslashes, flicking his long done-up purple hair to the side with a faux birth mark accentuating his left cheek bone, right beneath his eye.

His twin and their president fell over in shock.

"K..kaoru? You… don't love me anymore?" His usually-dominant brother whimpered a sigh.

"Oh of course I do! I cherish you every day!" Slapping the fan closed, he leaned over brushing his hand over his right cheek and grasping ahold of his left hand as he looked deeply into his eyes.

"Kaoru…" He whispered against his hand.

"Oh geez. Practicing for the customers?" An annoyed voice said.

Still hugging, the twins looked down at Haruhi smiling in unison and replying simultaneously, "Yes! How did you like it?" They both leaned in closer.

Dressed in a Chinese commoner's outfit, Haruhi rolled her currently purple eyes, eyebrows flicking up and down bringing attention to the red stamp of 'oni' dead center on her forehead. "I don't get it. Why is Kaoru the instigator this time?" She placed a finger at her chin. "Isn't Hikaru usually the one..?"

Looking aghast, the Hitachiin brothers wrapped their arms around her shoulders and played with her blue mop of hair. "You poor, poor girl!"

She tolerated their harassment; a far more easier goal than Tamaki's pestering.

"For a switch up!" Hikaru said matter-of-factly.

"Switch..up?" She muttered, chagrined at how they were mussing up her dyed hair. She still didn't know why they couldn't get her a wig.

"Yes!" They said together pulling away and flourishing their hands in a 'ta-da!' fashion. "It'd get boring for our clients, if we did the same act continuously!"

A great rumbling overtook the room then, and a shrill laugh overcame them. The platform spun as it rose, leaving bare, Renge's thin frame clothed in the most hideous school uniform the Host Club had ever seen, which comprised of a dirty brown mustard color outfit and a blue bow necktie. Pointing at the twins, the (self-made) manager's broad smile was framed by dark red curls falling from the buns protruding out the sides of her head, that if spiked would have looked like demon horns.

"They have the correct understanding! Who wants to see the sweet twin always play the bottom? No! There must be spine! There must be a submission of the more active twin! That is BEAUTIFUL!" She laughed again, as the platform went to ground level, looking at the other two members who stayed off to a table keeping to themselves.

Morinozuka only gave Renge's appearance a brief glance. His head was wrapped by a bandana that did nothing to keep his black hair from sticking out. With a green obi tied at his waist to keep it in place, his relaxed yellow kimono top was left untucked from his pair of dark blue mountain hakama, which cuffed at the ankles. Shifting his slippered feet, he stood behind Haninozuka, who remained seated stuffing his face with cake. Honey's hair, straightened and dyed a deeper brown, stemmed out from the back of his head; the light green kimono being that of a child's spilled around him. "Takashi. This is so good! Mm-mm!"

The tallest Host remained silent at that but a smile quirked at his lips.

"A-ha! Our Fushigi Yuugi Cosplay Host Club transformation is complete! Deserves a thumbs up, yea! -heart-"

"Renge! Why is Haruhi not dressed as this 'Kourin'? It would suit him better!"

The twins stood aside, deadpanning. "Oh, my lord, now it's a matter of how it suits him? What happened to 'Daddy wants Haruhi in that'?"

Growing big Suou's eyes watered up as he pouted. "That's—"

"Because Haruhi, as Kishuku Sou, is the only one who is compatible with me, Yuuki Miaka, the Priestess of the Suzaku Seven, oh faux prince! O-hohohohohohohoho!" Renge verbally steamrolled him as he wailed at being called fake again.

Haruhi made a disgusted face. It wasn't that she didn't like Renge; when she wasn't in her crazy, obsessive spiels she was ok. Otherwise, she was just as annoying as Tamaki if not worse.

"Now! -heart- The Host Club is open!"

Squealing girls poured in as the Hosts took their respective positions and greeted them warmly.

Trying out their new act, the twins were well received, and the otakus all but mobbed them, asking which twin was which, guessing flippantly between the two. They grinned; Kaoru raised an eyebrow in unison with Hikaru reciting monotonously. "It's the 'Which one is Hikaru' game!"

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We are not complete. It's a lie. We need each other no doubt, but there's something missing that keeps ourselves disconnected. I've been aware of it since junior high. Hikaru is only now beginning to realize it.

TBC?

A/N: For those of you who know Fushigi Yuugi, this is the cast in the order they appeared: Hikaru as Tasuki, Kyouya as Chichiri, Tamaki as Hotohori, Kaoru as Nuriko ('Kourin' is his crossdressing alias), Haruhi as Tamahome (Kishuku Sou is Tamahome's real name), Renge as Miaka, Mori as Mitsukake, and Honey as Chiriko. :D

A scary addition: Everyone's blood types (excluding Honey's) matched with the Suzaku Seven. The other exceptions are Renge and Kyouya because I couldn't find Renge's blood type or Chichiri's : Freaky though, huh? I didn't even try.