So I had this idea in mind for some time. Although I still have an unfinished fanfic, which I hope I can bring myself to finish, I wanted to publish and see how it's going to go. So yeah, read and leave a comment if you'd like me to continue.

"If I ever go to jail, it's because of murder," Kazuki grumbled, his forehead resting on the wooden desk under him.

"Don't say that, it scares me," Sayuri deadpanned, brown eyes never leaving her book.

"Why does it scare you?" Kazuki asked, facing his best friend.

A smile tugged at her lips and she said, "Because, one; I feel as if you're capable of committing and maybe getting away with murder and two; you actually do things when you're motivated."

The male laughed at the girl, her jokes always cheering him up. "That is true," he countered. "But seriously, I ha-"

"You're never serious," the blonde said to Kazuki.

"Yes, I am," he said. He turned to her with a challenging expression. They stared into each other's eyes, Sayuri brown ones challenging his turquoise ones. She masked a perfect poker face, which was seemingly impossible for the other to perform. Kazuki soon broke out into a grin, unable to look his best friend in the eyes without smiling.

"See, you're never serious," Sayuri said.

"I can be," Kazuki said, puffing his cheeks out like an infant.

"The day you beat me is the day I admit you're serious."

"Whatever," he said as he rolled his eyes. "But my seriousness isn't the issue at the moment. The problem is that I'm going to have to go to the other side of the school building, yet again, to get Aiko from that club." Kazuki groaned at the thought. Having to get his sister from the host club every day was becoming a tiresome task. He did respect that she enjoyed ogling the male students on display there, it just irritated him how she never bothered to watch the clock.

"So we're going?" Sayuri asked, closing her book and standing up. She smoothed outs her yellow dress, patting it as if it acquired dust over the time they sat in the empty classroom. Part of her blond hair was braided and the rest laid flat on her back, going a bit over mid-back.

"Is it even necessary to ask at this point?" Kazuki questioned as he also rose from his seat. He loosed his necktie, hoping it went unnoticed by Sayuri's watchful eyes. Even if he was wearing neckties since birth the male was unable to cooperate with the seemingly choking fabric. What suicidal freak came up with the idea of tieing fancy cloth around one's neck as a fashion statement?

The duo left the classroom and headed down the elegant halls. They passed by a few other students, who chatted idly with large smiles. Kazuki gazed out on the extravagant windows, watching the clouds slowly move across the sky. Well, actually, we are the ones moving.

"This whole academy is ridiculously huge," Kazuki said with a grumble under his breath.

"It is a school for the elite," Sayuri said. "What else would you expect?"

"Nothing short of ridiculously gigantic. Do these people even know how many people are starving in other countries?"

"Isn't that where your family mainly deals in?"

"Well, yeah." The Hiro family was one of the head families in the banking and financing business. The line of work placed the family high on the economic scale. With the high income, many people let the money run and ruin their lives. Kazuki knew exactly how money can destroy and change people. Ryuu Hiro, the head of the household and business, wasn't like that. He constantly donated money to orphanages, food drives, hospitals, and animal shelters across the world. He even took his kindness to a personal level, like when he adopted Kazuki.

"So? Calm down about it," Sayuri said. "You are technically helping those people."

"True," Kazuki said with a nod. "But you know what would be flipping amazing?"

"Huh?"

"A huge game of hide-n-seek. That shit would be awesome!" Kazuki said, already envisioning the intense game. There were a thousand and one places he could hide in and no one would ever find him

"Language," the blonde said, elbowing the other. Kazuki winced at the sharp jab. Sayuri always had a thing for elbowing him. She said there was something satisfying about using the strongest part of her arm to harm others. It was one of the lesser weird things she had said to the boy. If people actually heard what went on in that head of hers, they'd stay away. "But I do agree," she said. "That would be the most intense and trickiest game ever."

"If only they invested their time and resources in better things."

"What are you referring to?" Sayuri asked.

Kazuki's eyed the 'Music Room 3' sign. They had finally arrived in front of the doors to the host club.

"Don't hate on the hosts," Sayuri said. "If it wasn't for the club, you wouldn't be able to see 'you know who'."

"I told you it isn't like that," the male said. "He's just...interesting looking."

"Yeah, 'interesting looking'. How do you even tell the Twin Devils apart?"

"Because they're different people."

"You know this how? You only have two classes with them."

"I can just… tell. Do I need to request them or something, to have to know the difference between the two?"

A mischievous grin played on Sayuri's.

Damn it, why did I even suggest it. "I'm not going to," the male deadpanned.

"I never said you were."

"I can tell by the stupid grin on your face." He patted her head like she was a child. "Let's go in already, I don't want Aiko being in there any longer and finding an excuse to stay."

"Yeah, you can go with that story all you want to."

Kazuki rolled his eyes and opened the grand doors. The barrier seems to open itself, which allowed the smell of flowers and tea to fill the hallway. The god of flowers seemed to welcome the two, which was the explanation Kazuki came up with long ago when the rose petals inevitably flew by them. The laughter and chatter of girls created the warm and welcoming atmosphere of the Ouran Host Club.

Unconsciously, Kazuki searching the room for a certain host. It didn't take long for his eyes to land upon the auburn-haired host. He was talking with one of his clients, his perfect smile plastered over his face. His brown eyes weren't focused on Kazuki, but he could still see the joy in them. His brother wasn't with him at the moment, which didn't bother Kazuki in the slightest. Kazuki couldn't help but stare at the both handsome and interesting person that was Kaoru Hitachiin.

As if he noticed Kazuki's stare, Kaoru allowed his eyes to drift from the girl to Kazuki. They looked into each other eyes for a moment. Even though they were on different sides of the room, Kazuki felt as if he could see every detail about the other's brown eyes. Kazuki wasn't the kind to just stare at people and turn away like some embarrassed, lovestruck girl. He raised a hand in acknowledgement at the host, playing off the, maybe, awkward eye contact. Kaoru gave a small smile, before giving the girl his attention once again. He would probably forget about the eye contact in the next minute.

"Kazuki-kun?" a voice said, drawing said boy from his thoughts. He looked over to see Haruhi gazing at him.

"Oh, hey there, Haruhi," Kazuki said. "How have you been?"

"Good, here to pick up Aiko-san?"

Man, this dude is straight forward as always. He needs to loosen up some. "Yup, is she done with the king?"

"I'm not quite sure, do you want me to go check?"

"Nah, save yourself the hassle. I will go get her." Kazuki looked around, searching for a specific blonde girl. "Um, do you know where Sayuri went?"

Haruhi's eyes travel over to a table. The blonde in question was sitting in a chair, sipping tea from a fancy cup.

"Did she make a request that quick?" Kazuki asked. To his knowledge, Sayuri rarely came to the host club other than to pick up Aiko. If she did come on her own free will, she'd usually request Haruhi. Her reasoning being 'He is so down to earth'.

"No," Haruhi said. "She just really likes the tea here."

I just hope that money grubbing bastard doesn't charge her a fortune for it. Kazuki sighed and made his way to his sister's usual spot. As usual, his sister was sitting, staring starry-eyed at the blonde host. Tamaki had charmed her with his sweet nothings like he does with the rest of the girls.

"Aiko," Kazuki called as he neared the two.

It took his sister a moment to notice her brother. "Oh, Kazu-chan, here already?" she said her usual bubbly tone.

"What do you mean already, you've been here long enough. You know Dad wanted us home early today."

Realization crossed over her face and her green eyes widened. "That's today?" she question. She then faced the host that was listening quietly to the siblings. "I'm sorry Tamaki, I have to go."

The blonde gave her a soft smile and lifted her chin slowly. "It's fine my dear. Just know I will be counting the minutes as I wait for your return."

The girl almost fainted by the words. She nodded and rose from her seat. "Give me a moment, Kazu-chan, Shiro has something for me I have to get," the brunette said before heading to the other side of the room to find her friend.

"Was she here since class ended?" Kazuki asked the host who was rising from his seat.

"Yeah," he said with a smile. "She's a fun one, that Aiko."

"I guess." Kazuki sighed.

"You're such a good older brother, always coming to get Aiko," Tamaki said, patting Kazuki on the back. "Good for you." His smile almost blinded the younger male.

"Hey, Tamaki-senpai," a voice said. They looked over to see Sayuri next to them.

"Hello there, little lamb," he said with a light tone as if he flipped a switch from casual to host mode. "Are you my next client?"

"No," she said with a polite shake of her head. Kazuki gave her a glance and could see she was plotting something. "I have a question about the rules for the host club's clients."

"What could that be my dear?"

Sayuri had a devilish look before she asked, "Do you take male clients?"

It only took Kazuki a split second for him to process the question. He immediately wanted to strangle the girl. I thought she was playing earlier about me requesting Kaoru. Forget Aiko, I'm going to kill this girl.

"Uh, well, there isn't anything against male students reserving," the blonde stated and looked as if he was thinking hard.

"Tamaki is right," someone said. Kazuki looked over to see that Kyoya had joined them. "There isn't anything against it in the club policy. Although we mainly serve to young ladies, we have had some males come and enjoy just as much as the ladies." The raven haired host pushed up his glasses.

"Well said, Kyoya," Tamaki said light-heartedly, giving the other a friendly pat on the back.

"Would you like to put in an appoint, Kazuki?"

Money grubbing bastard. "Uh, no," he said, trying to play it off casually. "I'm good, I'm not quite sure why Say-"

"Yes, he does," Sayuri said.

"When would you like?" Kyoya asked as he began to write down the information.

"Never," Kazuki proclaimed.

"Tomorrow at four," the blonde girl answered.

"Stop it!"

"Which host would he like?"

"I'm not making an appointment."

"The Hitachiin twins."

"Sayuri!"

"Is that all?"

"Please rethink this."

"Add me too," Sayuri said.

"Kazuki Hiro and Sayuri Mushima at four tomorrow with Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin," Kyoya read out.

"How do you know our names!?"

"Yup."

"We'll see you tomorrow then," the host said with a smile.

"Yes, you too." Sayuri said with a nod.

"Okay, stop!" Kazuki shouted. "I'm not making a damn appointment to come here tomorrow. Don't you dare schedule me for something I'm not going to take part in just to make me pay for it in some way. I'm not going to be in some ridiculous debt because she signed me up for something I don't want to go to. I doubt you need my presence or money to continue this god forsaken club, so stop acting like you have to have me. I have no intention of wasting my time or money here."

Without knowing it, Kazuki's annoyance turned to rage. He loved jokes as much as the next guy, and he was guilty of crossing the line multiple times himself, but he didn't like this joke. He noticed a majority of the students were staring at him. nobody said a word.

"Kazu-chan…" Aiko said as she neared her brother.

Perfect, I made a spectacle of myself. He grabbed his sister's wrist and dragged her out of the room.