All I was trying to do was hide. To get away from all of the people at Ouran. Flee to somewhere quiet so I could study some and just be. Of course that wouldn't happen.

"Well," I choked on words, staring at the dangerously good looking boys in front of me. "This is awkward."

"I'd say so," the boy in glasses saying, scribbling some things down in a black notebook. He was older than me but it couldn't have been by a lot. Maybe a year. "You broke something very important to us."

"Um," I said slowly. I couldn't afford the tiling on the floor of Ouran, much less some stupid misplaced vase.

"We were going to auction that off," the twin said glaring at me.

Those two, I knew because they were in the same class as me. The Hitachiin twins, Hikaru and Kaoru. They didn't really talk to me but I'd never tried to talk to them. I had other things to worry about. Little did I know, I was about to spend a lot of time with them.

"How much?"

"Roughly? Eight million yen," glasses boy said.

I'd never see eight million yen in my entire life. Ever. Damn rich people. Who just leaves eight million dollar vases sitting in the middle of the room?

"Judging from your uniform, you don't have a lot of money so in other words: You're now the Host Club's dog."

I hung my head at the title. Great. Another job. That's all I needed.

"Are you okay?" the little blonde Lolita asked, skipping up to me, tightly holding his bunny. "My name is Honey and this is Usa - chan. What's your name?"

"R-Rikku. Rikku Samato," I managed out. I wanted to scream and faint, right there.

"You don't look so good," Honey said, his large fawn eyes looking up at me. "Doesn't she look like she's going to faint, Takashi?"

I went from looking down to looking up, in an instant. Takashi Morinozuka. Third year with Honey, the little bottle of joy that was now shoving his bunny doll in my arms.

"Usa - chan will make you feel better," Honey said skipping away. Mori dutifully followed him.
"There is another way," glasses boy said, standing next to me still scribbling stuff down in that little black notebook - I had to give it a better name.

"Another way to what?" I asked.

"If you could get a thousand girls to request you, the debt will be all paid off."

"What was your name again?" I asked.

"Kyoya Ootori. Now, for our bargain. You can become a host and once a thousand girls have requested you, your debt will be repaid. Hitachiins!"
The twins were suddenly in front of me, with devilish grins on their faces.
"Clear her up. Like a host," Kyoya instructed. I had a new name for him alright. Devil Man. And that Black Book of Demon Knowledge.

"Yes sir!" The twins said together, grabbing me by both arms. They rushed me to the changing room It was a whirlwind of activity. I got a hair cut, mostly because mine made me look like a psycho. It got cut short enough that you'd have a hard time grabbing it in a fight but it was long enough to style.

"Time for wardrobe," they announced shoving me behind the curtain.

I wanna see! I wanna see!" came Tamaki's voice from behind the curtain.

"Sorry boss but" they began together
"but you can't go in there," Kaoru said.
"Rikku's changing." Hikaru said.

That doesn't mean anything."
"Boss NO!" They cried, trying to hold him back but he came trough the curtain anyway. I'd just taken off my first layer of clothing. I'd already put on the uniform pants and was working on the shirt.

"Get out of here you creeper!" I cried, kicking him like a football. I quickly got dressed before we pursued the matter any further.

Honey and Mori clapped in approval, as did all of the Host Club except Tamaki who was content to just cry about me kicking him in the face.

"So, why were you in a boys uniform?" Hikaru asked.

"Because, they way more comfortable, and I really don't have a body type for the girls uniforms. They were also cheaper."

They looked at me like they'd never heard of the word cheaper. Damn rich people. I had a feeling like I was going to be saying that a lot.

"So... you're a girl?" Tamaki cautiously asked.

It wasn't like I looked like a boy. I mean, with my lack of chest and short hair it was easy to make the mistake but I didn't sound like a boy. A four year old boy maybe but that was about as close to a boy as I got. Most girls did.

"Yes," I sighed.

"But, from now on, you'll be masquerading as a boy," the Devil man said. "Until you pay off your debt."
"We should let you show off her feminine charm!" Tamaki cried. What melodrama.

"Boss, you thought," Hikaru began.
"she was a girl until just now," Kaoru continued.
"We don't think that feminine charm is an issue," they finished together.

"Are you insulting me?" I growled raising a fist at them.

They just grinned devilishly at me.

"In that case," Tamaki said, being as over dramatic in his movements and his words as humanly possible. "From today, Rikku Samato, you are a host!"

Damn.