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"Um...so what did you want to show me here in a music room?" I asked, pulling at the other girl's sleeve.

"It isn't a music room." My friend smiled widely. "Or at least not a normal one." She opened the nondescript doors. Rose petals flew by us, miraculously avoiding landing on our faces. I followed their arc down to hallway's floor, wondering who would clean up the accumulated petals, before my friend dragged me into the room.

"Welcome ladies." Instantly, a blond boy, dressed for whatever reason as a pirate, was kneeling before us. My friend gasped excitedly when he tilted her chin up. "I'm so pleased to see you again, Princess Rio. And you..." he tilted my chin in turn. I looked down, fluttering my eyelashes. Pretending to be a shy, enamored girl, which was obviously the part I was supposed to play, was easy, especially as I was already shy. "I don't remember seeing you here before, my princess. May I ask your name?"

"...I'm Demidova Varvara." I answered quietly, watching his brow crease slightly, probably by the foreign name.

Suddenly, another boy was there, also dressed as a pirate, though he had black hair and glasses, and he was holding a clipboard. "She's the daughter of Rufinus Demidova; he's the patriarch of an old family in Russia. They dabble in many kinds of business, but they're mainly horse breeders, and very hands on I hear. She's been the star in a number of plays. She started here yesterday. Her family has moved here from Russia because of increasing threats."

My friend had gone into another lapse of ecstasy at seeing this new boy and probably hadn't heard anything of what he had just said. I did have to admit that they were...eye candy, but despite they're appearance, I had registered what the boy in glasses had said. I didn't understand how he would know what he did, especially our motives for moving here; while they weren't exactly private, one wouldn't know unless they bothered to find out. And why he would use the energy to find out, especially as we had never met, I didn't know.

"Ah, well, my Russian beauty, I welcome you to the Host Club." The blonde boy stood to my side, presenting the rest of the room with an outstretched arm. "Here at Ouran Host Club we have the Strong and Silent type, the Loli-Shota type, the Little Devil type, the Cool type, the Natural Rookie, and me, the Prince Charming type..." He continued talking. Part of me listened while I examined the room: the tallest boy in the room hovering over the smallest, who didn't even look like he belonged in high school, who was gorging himself on cake while holding a pink bear, girls looking on, to a short, calm boy, having polite conversations with the girls by him. Nearly overlooking a piano in the corner, I saw two red haired twins hugging each other, watched on eagerly by a dozens of girls (dozens...how could that many fit in a normal sized music room?). Then my gaze was caught by the boy in glasses, described by the blonde as the 'Cool type'. I met his flashing glasses for a second, before remembering who I was pretending to be and looked down at the floor, almost feeling a smirk appearing on his face.

"So, Princess Varavara, who would you like to see today?" I looked up at his question, startled.

"I think our new customer is a little overwhelmed by all of this." He was smirking.

"I've got an appointment with Haruhi now, along with Idane Shiori . Will it be okay if she comes with me?"

"I don't think Haruhi will mind. Princess Shiori is already with her." Glasses told Rio.

"Then farewell my princess, until we meet again." Blondie bowed, then he and glasses melted away. I didn't regret not learning their names which caused me to now title them with possibly demeaning names (nick names have to be shorter than given names).

Rio dragged me toward the quietest of the hosts. "Aren't they delightful."

"Well...I guess they are handsome."

"Those two are... the twins and Mori too, but Haruhi is cute like a girl. Hunny's cute too."

"Um, okay."

"I'm actually surprised. I didn't figure you would be a girl to be so enamored by them. Me, yes, but not you."

"Rio, you know me. You know my answer to...that idea. I guess that's what you say." I was tempted to rustle through my bag, to withdraw ticket stubs to a certain play, but...

"Ah yes. Varavara, the star of the Dybbuk. As long as its acting, she can do anything. She can fly past the stars. She can-"

"I'm not that good, Rio. But the Dybbuk...that one was fun." I closed my eyes remembering opening night. "But its also when...all this started." On the last night of the performance, we had gotten the first threat. Of course we had gotten threats before, so at first we took it as nothing, but then...

"I'm sorry Varvara." She looked at me.

Then we were at the couches by the host named Haruhi. Two girls got up and left while another, sitting across from him, remained.

"Hello Haruhi, Shiori." Rio waved, then sat down on a couch. I sat beside her.

"Its nice to see you Rio-chan." He directed his light voice toward me, "You're in my homeroom class, aren't you. I'm afraid I don't remember your name. I'm Fujioka Haruhi."

"Demidova Varvara." I looked down.

"Its nice to meet you Vara-chan. May I call you that?"

"Of course." I looked up at her, before returning my gaze to the floor. "Its nice to meet you too."

"Would you ladies like some tea?"

"Yes please." Rio and Shiori chorused.

"And you, Vara-chan? Or would you prefer coffee?"

"Tea's great. Thank you." I said, watching her pour four glasses of tea from a pot on a coffee table before us.

Handing me mine, she said, "Vara-chan?"

"Hm..."

"You don't need to be so shy. I'm sure your a lovely person."

"Ah...Thank you." I had never been someone who cared about...all those 'types', but I could see how she...I mean he, was the Natural Rookie.

Rio whispered, "You should listen to her."

"What if I like doing this?" I whispered back.

Rio opened her mouth to respond, but Haruhi interrupted, "See. You're not shy with her."

Resolutely, I looked down. Suddenly, I found an arm draped around one of my shoulders. I nearly shrieked. Beside me, Rio did shriek, though she stifled it quickly. I turned my head to the side, slowly, to find one of the twins faces. I widened my eyes.

"What do you guys want now?" Haruhi asked.

The other twin had apparently done the same thing to Rio. They both stood up straight. Ignoring Haruhi's question, they said, "How would you ladies like to play the 'Which one is Hikaru game?'"

Rio and Shiori clapped their hands in glee, and, pointing to different twins, they both said, "You're Hikaru!"

The twins crossed their arms smugly, "Nope." Their faces swooped down on me. "What about you?"

Rio, unsurprised by her wrong guess, said, "She can't answer. She still undergoing culture shock."

I grinned to myself. Then prepared to answer their challenge. "Are there three of you then?"

"What?" The twins looked at each other, puzzled.

"If you aren't Hikaru," I pointed at the one on the left, "And you aren't Hikaru, then who is?"

Again, they looked at themselves, then back to me. "What are you talking about?"

I looked at the floor.

"She's right," Haruhi said. "Rio-chan guessed you were Hikaru," she gestured to the one on the left, "and Shiori guessed you were," she pointed to the other.

"Oh." They said.

"Shiori was right. The one on the right is Hikaru. Don't you two have customers to entertain?"

"All our appointments today are done." Hikaru said.

"So we came over here." Kaoru's voice was slightly lighter than his brothers.

"You've got plenty of wanting customers. Go entertain them." She meant the hordes of girls watching them (as well as watching all the other members of the Host Club).

"But..."

"Go!"

The next day, we went back to the Host Club. Admittedly, Haruhi had piqued my interest, though not in any kind of romantic way, so I didn't complain when Rio took me there. The pirate costumes were off. Today they were just dressed in the boy's normal uniform. The blue jackets looked nice on them, but I guess that most things would.

Haruhi greeted us as he passed by the door, "Hello ladies, I'll be with you soon."

"But you didn't schedule an appointment today?" I said quietly to Rio.

"No, but I'm one of her regulars, so I'm usually with her when I'm here, as long as she doesn't have an appointment."

"Do other boys usually come here?" I asked, pointing to a red haired boy, sitting on couch which was now occupied by Haruhi as well.

"No, not usually." She spoke unenthusiastically.

"Not into yaoi then?"

"Not really, though I don't think it's wrong or anything."

"I did notice that you weren't quite as enamored of the twins as you of the others, though you still liked them."

"Well, each girl has their favorite hosts. I guess a three way would be fine."

I blinked. "Too much information."

"Okay. What boy is here anyway?" I pointed again. Rio turned and her jaw dropped. "That's...That's Ritsu Kasanoda."

"And he is?"

"The heir to the Kasanoda syndicate."

"Oh." My attention was caught by the other members of the club, gathered behind a column. Briefly, I wondered how their customers would let them go so easily, but then I noticed that the girls were all gathered together, watching the two on the couch with interest.

My attention was brought back to the hosts as the twins boosted Blondie into the air. I began to scoot towards the hosts and only vaguely registered Rio's announcement that she was going to got talk to some of the girls.

Blondie began to act like a robot, sitting on the couch alongside Haruhi and Kasanoda. The twins dialed a number on a cell phone, and Blondie answered. I was close enough to catch a few words that they said.

"...two bit thug hit off...spend their life as a mob wife!"

Mob wife. Okay. I had that to my suspicions of Haruhi. Meanwhile, Blondie, recovering from his robot state, stood up and began arguing with Kasanoda.

Whatever Kasanoda said must have really affected Blondie, because he flew into the air, deflating like a balloon. The others gathered around him.

They were still far enough away that I couldn't hear everything they said, though Blondie said daughter and father several times. Then one of the twins began yelling about things changing.

The group was distracted again by Kasanoda and Haruhi. Kasanoda was very attracted by Haruhi and was trying to confess. The whole room held its breath, until Haruhi said, "We're going to be great friends."

Then the whole crowd of girls began to exclaim over his rejection. I could hear them from across the room. Kasanoda said loudly, "Of course we're going to be friends. Best of friends! Forever!"

All the girls as well as the twins and the small, cake eating host, the one I think was Hunny, ran toward Kasanoda, proclaiming their friendship. I would have liked having another friend, though I didn't think that he was handing out friendships to everyone, just that they were so overcome by his reaction. And it was a sweet thing for him to say, but I was too shy to run up. As was my persona I was acting as while in the confines of the Host Club.

It was then that the others noticed me. "Excuse me Miss Demidova, exactly how long have you been standing there." It was Glasses.

I started, blushed, then stuttered, "No...No I just got here with Rio."

"She has found her way to the other girls, however."

"Uh...well." I looked at the ground.

"Kyoya, you're scaring her." That was Blondie. I found my head tilted upward once more. " Don't worry my princess. I will protect you from the evils of this world."

I really wish I could tremble. It was one thing I hadn't gotten right. While I could do it instinctively, it was one thing I couldn't do on command. Still, I turned red, though I didn't look down, for my character was enamored as well as shy, and his face was...intoxicating, though I let my face show fear as well as other mixed emotions.

"Let her go, senpai." Haruhi had arrived.

"But Haruhi, she thinks I'm handsome."

"That doesn't mean you're frightening her."

"I'm not frightening her, am I Kyoya?"

Glasses was Kyoya. "Normally, I would tell you to ask her yourself, but from the look on her face, she probably wouldn't answer. So yes, she certainly looks terrified as well enraptured." Then he said, more softly, "Not that actually means that she is."

Blondie let me go. "Did I scare you?"

I looked down. "I don't even know you're name."

"What!" He jumped back, horrified.

"She's right. Yesterday we didn't introduce ourselves," Kyoya said.

"Well then Princess Varvara, I am Suoh Tamaki, the twins are Hitachin Hikaru and Kaoru, the loli-shota host is Haninozuka Mitsukuni, the one in glasses is Ootori Kyoya, and the other one is Morinozuka Takashi. I think you already know Haruhi."

I nodded shyly. "It's nice to meet you."

"I think our customers are getting a little impatient. We should get back to them." Kyoya said, ending the moment.

"Vara-chan, come with me. Your friend's waiting for us over there." Haruhi pointed to where Rio sat with a couple other girls. We walked there together.

Not too long after, Tamaki announced they were closing. I stood up with Rio, but felt someone grab my sleeve. "Varvara-san, can you stay back for a minute. I want to ask you something."

My eyes widened, genuinely surprised and curious. Quietly, I agreed. "Give me a moment though." I ran after Rio. Quickly, I explained to her that Haruhi wanted to ask me. Briefly, jealousy flashed through her face, replaced by acceptance and then, sadness. "No, Rio. I don't think he's asking that. And even if he was, I wouldn't be interested. I would never do that to you."

Rio smiled, gratefully. She asked, teasingly, "Have you ever had a boyfriend, Varvara?"

"No." Rio laughed. "Have you?" My question wiped the smile off her face.

She answered sheepishly, "One. For a couple of months. But he didn't kiss me." We both laughed. "We're pathetic, Varvara. You better go talk to Haruhi." She pushed me away. "I'll wait outside the room."

I returned to Haruhi. He pulled me down to the couch, then looked around for the others. I stared at the ground

Quietly, he said, "Um...Varvara...Are you alright?" I looked up into his big brown eyes. "I mean...has anybody been...abusing you or anything. Because you act...scared of all of us." Had I really been overplaying it that much? I didn't think I had been, but maybe...

"No." I shook my head feverently. "Nothing like that. Haruhi..." I looked down and blushed, genuinely again. "Did Ootori-senpai tell you anything about me?"

"You mean that ba-...I mean Kyoya-senpai looked up you too!"

I looked at his face. It was confused now, though he seemed angry at Kyoya. "Well, I guess." I shrugged. "Anyways, Haruhi...I'm an actress."

He blinked. "So?"

I sighed. "I'm actress, so I act. Though I am shy," proving my statement by turning pink yet again, "I'm not like this." I gestured, not at anything in particular.

"So...That means that you aren't so scared or think we're so charming in actuality." I smiled to myself. Clever girl...or boy...or whatever. "Then what do you really think? And what are you really like?"

"I'm not going to answer the first one. As for the second, you'll have to find out." I looked down at the ground. "One other thing. I may not be an expert on Japanese names, or anything...but isn't Haruhi a girl's name."

Haruhi didn't answer. In fact, Kyoya did, "Quite right, Miss Demidova. Haruhi is in fact a girl, not that you can quite tell." Seeing him smirk, I looked at the ground, going back into character. "And don't keep up that routine. I've known your act for some time. Plus, I heard you just now."

Behind me, Haruhi said, more to herself than to Kyoya or I, "I swear he's always there."

I looked up at Kyoya, "Ootori-san, you're not completely right." I bit my tongue, instinctively to keep myself from saying anything further.

"Yes?"

"My act as you put it, was an act, but I am shy."

"I can tell. But be that as it may, as far as Haruhi is concerned, you will tell no one about her." I shivered. The Ootori's reputation was known as far away as my home. "Surprisingly, I don't too much on you right now, but, it won't take long to find something. Besides, there's always my family's private police force."

I stared up at him, a little unimpressed, not that I wanted to blackmailed of course. "You private police force. Well, if that's all, then I'm going to go tell Rio all about it." I stood up. Kyoya stood in my way. "Do you honestly think that I would? Even if we hadn't had this kind chat, I would still think a lot about it. Does she deserve the heartbreaking truth, or would she rather go on with futile hope? I don't know. Perhaps she would be fine being lesbian, though Haruhi might not."

"But as for you're police force...well, that's nothing to what my family's been through. Bye Haruhi, I'll probably see you tomorrow." I left, walking around Kyoya, and I rejoined Rio outside.

A/N: Okay. I hope you enjoyed it. Please review and tell me if my audience thinks I should continue it, though story alerts and favorites would also get the message across. I hope

the acting versus Varvara being shy wasn't too confusing. I also want to talk about my writing in this compared with my last...but I'm going to wait until you've read enough that you don't mind the author ranting. Also, I don't know what my OC's coupling will be yet, except probably not Hunny or Tamaki or Haruhi, but I'm going to let the dice fall where it will.